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A young indian (Feathers not Dots) boy asked his grandfather,
"Grandfather, you are the man that chooses all the names of the tribe, how do think of them?"
Grandfather Replies,
"Well, when you're sister was born, I saw a beautiful rainbow, so I called her Rainbow."
"And when you're brother was born, I saw a pile of rocks near-by, and he was called Rocky."
and finally replies to the boy...
"Why do you ask Two-Dogs-Fucking?"
I saw the Topic and thought of this Joke...
Sorry.
lol
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