Friday, September 25, 2009

The Indian With One Testicle

There once was an Indian who had only one testicle
and whose given name was 'Onestone'. He hated that
name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally
cracked and said,' If anyone calls me Onestone
again I will kill them!'

The word got around and nobody called
him that any more.

Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird
forgot and said, 'Good morning, Onestone.' He
jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into
the forest where he made love to her all day and
all night. He made love to her all the next day,
until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.

The word got around that Onestone meant what
he promised he would do. Years went by and no
one dared call him by his given name until A woman
named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being
away. Yellow Bird , who was Blue Bird's cousin, was
overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged him
and said, 'Good to see you, Onestone.'

Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest,
then he made love to her all day, made love to her all
night, made love to her all the next day, made love to
her all the next night, but Yellow Bird wouldn't die!








Why ???








OH, come on... take a guess !!!








Think about it !!!








You're going to love this !!!








Everyone knows....


You can't kill Two Birds
with OneStone!!!




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There is the one about the Indian named He Who Passes Gas While Eating. Passes Gas, as he was often called, hated his name with a passion. So he went to the council of elders and requested that they change his name. They asked why they should consider the request. He replied that he didn't pass gas while eating. So the elders said they would consider it, and to wait outside. In a while they called him in, and gave him the decision. We have heard your words, and here is your new name. He Who Doesn't Pass Gas While Eating.










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Then there was the one about the old chief who was contacted by the white men from Washington, asking for his land. He refused. They kept pestering him, and finally he said to them, I am old and tired, and I know you will have my land one way or another. I have seen you white men. So I will trade. He gave them a long list of things, and asked for other land as well. When the details had been all ironed out, he told them he would sign the papers IF they would agree to one more request. He said that his son had gone alone on a horse raid a year ago, and not returned. If they would look for him, try to find him or some word, he would sign. They agreed, and he signed. This may well be the only treaty that Washington kept with the Indians. I know this to be true, because I saw yesterday where they are still looking. The sign said "Please Watch For Falling Rocks,"

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