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07.23.2009, 11:12 PM
The Indian chief and his son are sitting down to dinner alone one day.
The son asks: Dad, how do you come up with names for us?
Chief: well, I named your brother soaring eagle because I saw an eagle flying overhead as your mother gave birth to him. I named your sister sliver of the moon because that's what I saw when your mother was giving birth to her. Why do you ask, two dogs f---ing?
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