There once was an American 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 andtook 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 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 he 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 wouldn't die!
Why?
OH, come on... take a guess!
Think about it
(You're going to love this……)
You can't kill two birds with one stone!!
