This Indian boy goes to his ****** one day with a puzzled look on his face. "Say, ***, why is my bigger ******* named Mighty Storm?" She told him, "Because he was conceived during a mighty storm." Then he asked, "Why is my ****** named Cornflower?"
She replied, "Well, your ****** and I were in a cornfield when we made her." "And why is my other ****** called Moonchild?" The ****** said, "We were watching the moon landing while she was conceived." ****** Indian paused and asked her ***, "Tell me, Torn Rubber, why are you asking so many questions today?" :tongue:
She replied, "Well, your ****** and I were in a cornfield when we made her." "And why is my other ****** called Moonchild?" The ****** said, "We were watching the moon landing while she was conceived." ****** Indian paused and asked her ***, "Tell me, Torn Rubber, why are you asking so many questions today?" :tongue:
