Whats in a name?

[Dot]

There once was a Red Indian who had only one testicle, and whose given name was 'Onestone'.
He hated that name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said,'
If anyone calls me 'Onestone' again I will kill them!'

The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, 'Good morning, Onestone.'
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 around that 'Onestone' meant what he promised he would do.

Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away.

Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone.
She hugged him and said, 'Good to see you, 'Onestone'.....
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, 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 ???

OH, come on... Take a guess !!!

Think about it !!!

You're going to love this !!!

Everyone knows..

You can't kill Two Birds

With

One stone........

[Chuck]

Oh Yes... well done Dot.

[T1 Terry]

Love those proverb ending long stories, always get a laugh every time I hear them

[Greynomad]

Many moons after the incidents in the first tale, Red Bird (cousin of Yellow Bird and Blue Bird) returned to the reservation after working as an escort lady in Las Vegas.
Having departed before the unfortunate incidents already related, she was unaware of the danger when she rushed up, hugged him and said, “Onestone, it’s been years! How are you?”
In a fit of rage, he grabbed her, took her into his teepee and ravished her.
Of course, given her profession, she took it in her stride.
As Onestone was resting to regain his energy for another session, Red Bird took the situation in hand, if you follow my drift.
This was a great surprise to Onestone, who enjoyed the experience greatly.
Which goes to prove another old saying,
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“A Bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”

[T1 Terry]

[quote“A Bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”][/quote]
Maybe a bird with good hands is worth two in the bush