The Indian with One Testicle
There once was an Indian brave who had only one testicle whose given name was “One Stone.” He hated the name and asked every other squaw, Chief, Princess and brave not to call him One Stone.
After years and years of torment, One Stone finally cracked and said, “The next to call me One Stone will be killed!”
The word got around the reservation and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young female Indian Princess named Blue Bird forgot and said, “Good morning, One Stone.” 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 spread around that One Stone meant what he promised he would do. Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until another female Indian Princess named Yellow Bird returned to the reservation after being away. Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw One Stone. She hugged him and said, “Good to see you, One Stone.”
One Stone 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!
Why, you ask?
Because, you can’t kill two birds with one stone.
