Yeah we red skins got lots of joke's... when your red it pays to have a good sense of humor ya know... anyway here's one of my few clean jokes... An Apache guy, who had spent his whole life in the desert, goes to visit a friend who had moved to town. He'd never seen a train or the tracks they run on. While standing in the middle of the railroad tracks one day, he hears this whistle -- Whooee da Whoee! -- but doesn't know what it is. BAM!!, he's hit by the train and tossed to the side of the tracks. It was only a glancing blow, so he was lucky enough to live through it with a few broken bones and some bruises. After weeks in the hospital recovering, he's at his friend's house attending a party one evening. While in the kitchen, he suddenly hears the teapot whistling. He grabs a baseball bat from the nearby closet and proceeds to batter and bash the teapot into an unrecognizable lump of metal. His friend, hearing the noise, rushes into the kitchen, sees what's happened and asks the Apache guy, "Why'd you bust up my teapot?" The desert man replies, "Shii' kiis', you gotta kill these things when they're small."
With all the problems I already got you want me to be Polish too.... Shezz and here I thought we waz friends
hahahaha why not, i am 1/4 polish 1/8 cherokee and the rest split between dutch german scot irish and norwegian (that there is records of. gramma was an orphan from out west, no records) man am i a MUTT or what?...lol
Please read the bellow comment while imagining a deep southern drawl accent No... that makes you an "Meri-can" I'm Heinz 57 myself... only I gots more Apache blood in me that the rest
