cabin

A city slicker was hiking through the backwoods when he came upon the smallest cabin he had ever seen. Intrigued, he knocked on the door. “Is anybody home?” he asked.
“Yep,” came a young voice through the door.
“Is your father there?” asked the city fella.
“Pa? Nope, he left before Ma came in.”
“Well, then, is your mother there?” persisted the city slicker.
“Ma? Nope, she left just before I got here.”
“But, are you never together as a family?”
“Not in here. This here’s our outhouse!”

outhouse is: “A small outbuilding with a bench having holes through which a user can defecate”

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