Your Just A Hoe Quotes & Sayings

You're not supposed to go anywhere. Jenny said you're grounded for getting suspended."
I snort.
"Damn, Hope," Guy sings. "You got suspended? I think we need to drop the P in your name 'cause you is a hoe. — Cheryl McIntyre

Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little hoe Now Imma wrap your coffin wit a bow — Nicki Minaj

We are exploring together. We are cultivating a garden together, backs to the sun. The question is a hoe in our hands and we are digging beneath the hard and crusty surface to the rich humus of our lives. — Parker J. Palmer

The first zucchini I ever saw I killed it with a hoe. — John Gould

Yes, yes I am ill. I go in for the kill.
Hoes is my sons, birth control, I am on the pill — Nicki Minaj

It's fascinating. Did you know that Moanin' Lisa failed Home Ec last year? It proves the point, bro. You can't turn a hoe into a housewife. — J.M. Darhower

When my hoe tinkled against the stones, that music echoed to the woods and the sky, and was an accompaniment to my labor which yielded an instant and immeasurable crop. It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; and I remembered with as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, my acquaintances who had gone to the city to attend the oratorios. — Henry David Thoreau

If we plant a flower or a shrub and water it daily it will grow so tall that in time we shall need a spade and a hoe to uproot it. It is just so, I think, when we commit a fault, however small, each day, and do not cure ourselves of it. — Teresa Of Avila

I dreamed of going to the top of Mount Elum like Alexander the Great to touch Jupiter and even beyond the valley. But, as I watched my brother running across the roof, flying their kites and skillfully flicking the strings back and forth to cut each other's down, I wondered hoe free a daughter could ever be. — Malala Yousafzai

There is virtue yet in the hoe and the spade, for learned as well as for unlearned hands. And labor is everywhere welcome; alwayswe are invited to work. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Johnny Cake or hoe cake is baked, and thus more closely resembles cornbread. . . . The name, it has been claimed, probably erroneously, is a corruption of 'Shawnee Cake' -- presumably having been taught to the colonists by Native Americans. In fact another name for these is corn pone, the latter word indeed coming directly from Algonkian. Others speculate that Johnny is a corruption of the word jonakin, the meaning of which is unknown, or Journey Cake -- either because it can be carried on long journeys, which seems unlikely, or because it can be cooked en route. — Ken Albala

I've wanted to be a writer since I was a boy, though it seemed an unlikely outcome since I showed no real talent. But I persevered and eventually found my own row to hoe. Ignorance of other writers' work keeps me from discouragement and I am less well-read than the average bus driver. — Garrison Keillor

Happy Birthday To Steph, You're a Hoe with Big Breasts, so take the Night off from Hooking ... If ya Smell what The Rock's cooking! — Dwayne Johnson

Two things I ain't ever seen, a U.F.O. and a hoe that won't go. — Project Pat

I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer. — Nicki Minaj

I abhor a hoe. I am fond of flowers but not of dirt, and had rather buy them than cultivate them. — Lyman Abbott

Because you can't turn a hoe into a housewife. — Carrie Huggins

I'm an honest hoe, and all my hoes is honest. — Della Reese

Give a man a hoe and he is something to exploit. Give him a book and he is something to fear. — Eric Burns

The simplicity. Getting rid of something by giving it to itself. God Himself folded into the tiny adamant structure, Self-destined to a succession of explosions, the great slow gathering out of water and air and silicon: this is felt without words in the turn of the round hoe-handle in his palms. Now, — John Updike

That's the kinda dude I was lookin fo & yes you'll get slapped if you lookin hoe — Nicki Minaj

Half the hoes hate, half them love me. The ones that hate me only hate me cuz they ain't [expletive] me. — Ja Rule

With your absence I have realised that hoe the once, warm comforting streets have suddenly turned to become so cold and dark — Kiran Joshi

Christy said. "It's just weird, your seeing him like that. What are you going to do?"
"Nothing. What can I do?"
"Maybe he'll call you to see if you're okay," Katie said.
"No," Christy said, "in the movies he would have told his friend to stop the car, and he would have run back to you with an umbrella and walked you the rest of the way hoe, and you would have made him a pot of tea."
Sierra laughed. "I am drinking tea right now," she said. "Maybe my life is a low budget 'B' movie, and all I get is the tea. No hero. No umbrella."
"Yeah, well then my life is a class 'Z' movie," Katie said. "No tea. No hero. No umbrella. No plot
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"Yours is more of a mystery," Christy interrupted cheerfully. "The ending will surprise all of us. — Robin Jones Gunn

In other news, It's seven sols till the harvest, and I still haven't prepared. For starters, I need to make a hoe. Also, I need to make an outdoor shed for the potatoes. I can't just pile them up outside. The next major storm would cause The Great Martian Potato Migration. — Andy Weir

I care not who hoes the lettuce of my country if I can eat the salad! — F Scott Fitzgerald

I keep three hoes, But don't'call me Santa — Nicki Minaj

Some say that I'm their favorite, but I aint hearing none of that. I'm about my team, hoe, Young Money running back — Drake

My good hoe as it bites the ground revenges my wrongs, and I have less lust to bite my enemies. In the smoothing the rough hillocks, I smooth my temper. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes. — Dr. Dre

I'm a thinkin' my old man won't know de boys and de baby. Lor'! she's de biggest gal, now, - good she is, too, and peart, Polly is. She's out to the house, now, watchin' de hoe-cake. I 's got jist de very pattern my old man liked so much, a bakin'. Jist sich as I gin him the mornin' he was took off. Lord bless us! how I felt, dat ar morning!" Mrs. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

The day Stamp Paid saw the two backs through the window and then hurried down the steps, he believed the undecipherable language clamoring around the house was the mumbling of the black and angry dead. Very few had died in bed, like Baby Suggs, and none that he knew of, including Baby, had lived a livable life. Even the educated colored: the long-school people, the doctors, the teachers, the paper-writers and businessmen had a hard row to hoe. In addition to having to use their heads to get ahead, they had the weight of the whole race sitting there. You needed two heads for that. Whitepeople believed that whatever the manners, under every dark skin was a jungle. Swift unnavigable waters, swinging screaming baboons, sleeping snakes, red gums ready for their sweet white blood. — Toni Morrison