The anniversary of the Battle of the Little Bighorn is coming up, and the mayor of the neighboring town wants to make a spectacle. So he hires a local artist to create a mural to commemorate the event. "I want something to really help people feel what Custer felt!" he explains.
The artist gets to work, and for two months, his work is hidden behind barriers at Town Hall. Finally. a few days before the anniversary, the Mayor comes to take a look. "Okay," the artist says, "This is my vision of Custer's Last Thoughts."
The mural is beautiful and horrifying at the same time. The sun is reflected in a gorgeous, pristine lake. It also shines from the scales of a fish leaping from the water, its head wreathed in a glowing halo. All around the lake, dozens... no, hundreds!... of Native Americans are having sex in every conceivable position.
"What... what the hell is this?!?" the mayor cries out. "What does this have to do with General Custer?!?" The artist looks put out. "I told you, it represents Custer's last thoughts!" The mayor stares at him, and he elaborates. "Holy Mackerel, where did all these fucking Indians come from?!?"
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