Barbara Walters and the Indian tribe

Barbara Walters was doing a commentary on "The Customs of the
American Indian". After a tour of the Reservation which she was on
she wondered why the difference in the number of feathers in their
head dresses.

She asked a brave, who had but one feather in his head dress
and his reply was, "Me have only one squaw. So me have only one
feather."

Feeling that he was merely joking with her, Ms. Walters
decided to press the issue a little further and asked a brave who
had four feathers because me sleep with four squaws.

Still not convinced that this was the real reason, Ms. Walters
decided to talk to the Chief who had a head full of feathers. She
went to him and asked, "Chief tell me why do you have so many
feathers in hour headdress?" The Chief pounded his chess and
prouldly said, "UGH, me Chief. Me Fuck-um all, Big, Small, Fat,
Tall, Me Fuck-um all."

Horrified, Ms. Walters stated, "You out to be hung!"

Chief angrily replied, "You goddam right, me hung. Like
fucking buffalo."

Ms. Walters cried, "You don't have to get so damn Hostile!"

Chief replies, "Hoss style, Dog style, Hog style, Wolf style
any style. Me fuck-um all".

Tears in her eyes, she cried, "Oh Dear!"

"No". said The Chief. "Me fuck no deer - asshole to high and
fuckers run too fast!"