Tonight I went out with my Dad, (to go to wash the new van, and gas it up) and we stopped by a friend of his to drop off some ads from the Sunday Paper. His friend showed us around the new expansion on his house with his wife. After a time the chat cane around to talking of the new landscaping work they were doing. Here is just a little excerpt.
Her: "I had to go buy another hoe."
Me: *in head* "Don't laugh."
Her: "I have six other hoes in the building, but none of 'em work."
Me: *in head* "Scott, you are going to hell, just please god don't laugh."
Her: "How much woud you say a hoe costs?"
Me: *out loud* "$25 dollars?"
Her: "That boy sure knows the price of a hoe."
Me: *in head again* "I wouldn't know if it was a good hoe or not, but I imagine it would do the job."
Me: *later to my dad* "Never let it be said that I don't know the price of a good hoe."