Date registered: Jan 2005
Vehicle: 1992 W126 300 SE
Location: Head in the clouds
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Personally, I don't give a flying Norwegian about fucking names, although Native American names give me the horn.In my helmet.
In one Indian tribe the Chief that named the babies was getting on up in years. He had been naming the babies for so long that about 80% of the tribe had been named by him.
One day a soon-to-be brave came to The Naming Chief's lodge and asked to talk. The Chief invited him in and asked what was on his mind. The young man said, "You have been naming our people for many years. My father was named by you as were his brothers. Me and my brothers and perhaps hundreds more, yet no two have the same name.
How do you come up with these names?" The Naming Chief said, "I do not name these babies myself. They are named by the Great Spirit. You see, when a baby is about to be born, the other chiefs and the father of the child all gather in my lodge to smoke some stuff and consult with the Great Spirit. As soon as we receive word the baby has been born, I look out the flap of my lodge to see what the Great Spirit shows me. If he shows me snow gently falling, that baby's name is 'Snow Gently Falling', if he shows me a hawk in the sky, that baby's name is 'Hawk In The Sky'.
But tell me, why does this interest you, Two Dogs Fucking?"