03-19-2005, 11:59 AM
Board of Directors (Jay)
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: Isle of Palms, SC
There once was a Red Indian whose given name was
"Onestone". So named because he had only one
testicle. 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
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, 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
What is the moral of this
OH, come on...take a guess!
Think about it .
(You're going to love this!)
And the moral is
...You can't kill two birds with one stone!!!