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There was an Indian whose given name was "Onestone", so named because he had only one testicle. He hated that name and asked everyone to 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 girl 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 died from exhaustion. The word got around that Onestone meant serious business. 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 for many years. 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 and all night. He made love to her all the next day and all the next night...but, Yellow Bird wouldn't die!!! What is the moral of this story? Come on take a guess! Think about it.. Okay, okay, ....... The moral is You can't kill two birds with one stone | ||
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M16: Thank you for not making an old man lie awake trying to figure it out and wondering if Alzheimers had caught up with him! | |||
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I'm with you Gerald. Of course one in the hand is wirth two in the bush, or something. | |||
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Gee! I thought the moral was "One underhung can't waste two in the bush!" | |||
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