The Indian With One Testicle

[froggy]

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 wasBlue 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, butYellow 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!!!

 

[JW Frogen]

Boom Tish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am a sucker for that kinda stuff.

 

[JW Frogen]

Our Native American friend should have just been pleased his name was not Little Rock.

 

[xotoxi]

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 wasBlue 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, butYellow 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!!!

I don't get it.

I thought they were all Indians, not birds and rocks.

And were they Native American indians, or hindus?

 

[JW Frogen]

Don't get me started on Hindus.

I would wither and die without hamburgers.

 

[JW Frogen]

Which begs the question, why are not hamburgers made from pork?

 

[JW Frogen]

I guess the pigs are too smart to fall for that.

 

[Baruch Menachem]

Ok, Einstein.