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One Stone March 15, 2014

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, People.
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One Stone, a Native American born with only one testicle, hated his given name.

For obvious reasons.

He asked everyone to stop calling him “One Stone.”

Few obliged his request.

For equally obvious reasons.

After years of torment, One Stone had had enough.

He shouted, “If anyone calls me One Stone again, I will kill them!”

Word got around and nobody called him One Stone any more.

One day, a young woman named Blue Bird forgot.

When Blue Bird said, “Good morning, One Stone,” he grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.

Word got around that One Stone meant what he said and said what he meant.

Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name.

In time, a woman named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away for several years.  Yellow Bird 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, and made love to her all day, all night, the next day, and the next night, but Yellow Bird didn’t die.

Why not?
Come on . . . take a guess.

Think about it.

The reason is so obvious.

Everyone knows . . . you can’t kill Two Birds with One Stone!!!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source: e-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

Illustrations: Wikipedia ~ Navaho people (in Public Domain)