Ever wonder what the feathers in an Indian's headdress stood for?
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> A female reporter, interviewing an American Indian Chief, asked the significance of the varied number of feathers in Indian headdresses.
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> "Feathers show number of sexual partners," the chief replied. Pointing to a nearby young brave, he continued, "Him? One woman, one feather. Him?", pointing to a second, older man, "Three women, three feathers."
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> The reporter looked at the Chief's headdress. "But you have so many feathers!"
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> The Chief proudly slapped his chest. "Me Chief. Sleep with all women. Big, small, fat, tall."
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> Horrified, the female reporter said, "You ought to be hung!"
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> The Chief said, "Damn right. Me hung big like buffalo, long like snake."
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> The offended reporter said, "You don't have to be hostile!"
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> The Chief replied, "Hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any style!"
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> The reporter cried, "Oh, dear!"
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> "No deer," said the Chief. "Ass too high, run too fast."
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Oldie but still makes me laugh.

Yeah, I remember it from when I was a teenager, but still funny. I thought maybe some of the younger crowd may have never seen it.


It was the only way I figured out why I was always called "Chief Many Feathers"!

Kind of like good Scotch--ALWAYS WELCOME!!!!!!!!

Hell thats The one Good thing About Getting old That i Can remember,That Is"There Are No Old Jokes,Just Ones That I Have Forgotten!!"