Oh deer...

The Loony Bin ( loonies@bloodaxe.demon.co.uk )
Wed, 28 Aug 1996 00:24:28 +0100


Hiya All...

Here's another of those things that defies description...

Wishes & Dreams...

- ANDREA
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  ------- Forwarded foolishness follows -------


A bigtime reporter was sent to dish up a story about an ancient Indian
tribe. After a long trip she arrived at the camp. She was met by a
couple of young kids and a few warriors.

She decided to take a couple of interviews.

Reporter : "I see you've got a feather in your hair, I always wondered
what that's for."

Warrior  : "Not difficult, it shows how many wife me got..."

A bit amused she went to the chief who was relaxing in his tee-pee.

Reporter : "I see you've got plenty of feathers in your hair, why is
that?"

Chief : "It shows how many wife me got, I fuck all!"

Reporter : "Don't be so god-damn hostile!!"

Chief : "Oh...horse-style, dog-style, any style, me fuck'em all!"

Reporter : "Oh dear!!!"

Chief : " No fuck deer, arseholes too high and fuckers run too fast, no
fuck deer!!"

The reporter left.