A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her
car broke down.
An American Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a
nearby town.
She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off.
The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let
out a "Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a" so loud that it echoed from the surrounding
hills.
When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station,
yelled one final "Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!" and rode off.
"What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service-station
attendant.
"Nothing," the woman answered. "I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my
arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall
off."
"Lady," the attendant said, "Indians don't use saddles."
