barbara walters (an english newscaster), was doing a documentary on the customs of american indians, after a tour of a reservation they were on, she asked the difference in the number of feathers in the headdress.
she asked a brave who had only one feather in his heaaddress. his reply was:
me have only one squaw, me have only one feather.
she asked another brave, feeling the first fellow was only joking.
this brave had four feathers in his headdress. he replied:
ug, me have 4 feathers because me sleep with four squaw.
still not convinced that the number of feathers indicated the number of squaws involved, she decided to interview the chief.
now the chief had a heardress full of feathers which, needless to say, amused ms. walters. she asked the chief:
why do you have so many feathers in your headdress ?
the chief proudly pounded his chest and said:
me chief, me freak-em-all, big, small, fat, tall. me freak-em-all.
horrified, ms. walters state:
you ought to be hung !
to which the chief replied:
you damn right me hung... big like buffalo, long like snake.
ms. walters cried:
you dont have to be so goddamn hostile !
the chief replied:
hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any-style. me freak-em-all.
with tears in her eyes, ms. walters cried,
oh, dear !
the chief said:
no deer.....me freak no deer. asshole too high and freak run too fast. no freak dear.
