timf
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 posted on 6/5/04 at 10:01 AM |
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Onestone
Onestone was his name
This was his Indian name because he had only one testicle.
After years and years of this torment Onestone cracked and said, >"If
anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"
The word got around and nobody called him onestone any more
Then one day a young girl forgot and said, "Good morning Onestone."
He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest,
there he shagged her all day, he shagged her all night,
he shagged her all the next day, until she died from exhaustion. >The
word got around that Onestone meant business.
Years went by until a woman returned to the village after many years
away. She was overjoyed when she saw onestone and hugged him and said,
"Good to see you onestone".
Again, Onestone grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where
he shagged her all day, shagged her all night, shagged her all the >next
day,
shagged her all the next night, but she wouldn't die!
What is the moral of the story?
You can't kill two birds with one stone.
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Peteff
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| posted on 6/5/04 at 10:29 AM |
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Another Indian story.
A reporter was visiting the chief to do a story on Indian customs when the chiefs daughter walked in. The chief introduced her to him saying "
This is my daughter Golden Cloud". The reporter commented on how nice her name was and the chief explained that on the morning of the day after
the birth of a child it was custom to name them after the first thing to catch his eye as he left the teepee. Shortly after, a boy came in and he said
to the reporter, " This is my son, Two Dogs Fucking"
yours, Pete
I went into the RSPCA office the other day. It was so small you could hardly swing a cat in there.
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