> > There once was an 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 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. 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
> > wouldn't die!
> >
> >
> > What is the moral of this story?...... ......
> >
> >
> > 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!!
> >
> >
