Long time ago, a red Indian who had only one testicle was given
a name 'Onestone'.
He hated that name & asked everyone not to call him Onestone
but people persisted & kept tormenting him with the name.
After many yrs of torment Onestone finally cracked & said
"I'll kill anyone if ever I am called Onestone again". The
warning got around & nobody called him that anymore.
Then one day a young squaw named Blue Bird forgot & said "good
morning Onestone". He jumped up, grapped & took her deep
into the forest where he made love to her on & on, day &
night until Blue
Bird died of exhaustion.
Word got around that Onestone meant what he said & yrs went
by without anyone calling him Onestone until another squaw named
Yellow Bird,
who was away for some time, met Onestone & she said "good 2 c u
Onestone!". Onestone immediately grapped & took her deep
into the forest, made love to her day & night but
Yellow Bird
wouldn't die!.
Why???.....,, Think about it!!!......... Still couldn't get it
??? ................Well the answer is:
You Can't Kill 2 Birds With Onestone!!
wa lau eh... gua tio..... *brrrr*
