The Indian Baby

It was a glorious day for the tribe. Three of their women had gone into
labor at the same time, and so the entire tribe decided to gather and
watch the birth.


They spread some animal skins on the ground and laid the three women upon
them. The first woman, who was laying on a deer skin, moaned and groaned
and gave birth to a beautiful 5 pound baby boy. The entire tribe oohed and
ahhed appeciatively.


The second woman, who was lying on a buffalo skin, then moaned and groaned
and gave birth to a beautiful 6 pound baby boy. Again there was a chorus
of ooohs and ahhs from the tribe.


Then the third woman, who was lying on a hippopotamus skin the tribe had
traded for, moaned and groaned and began to yell in pain. Finally with a
last giant push, the woman gave birth to an astonishing 11 pound baby boy.


The entire tribe was stunned and amazed at the size of this baby.
Everyone, that is, except the village elder. When pressed for a reason as
to why he was not impressed with an 11 pound baby, he simply answered,
"Everyone knows that the son of the squaw on the hippopotamus is equal to
the sons of the squaws on the other two hides."


(If you don't get it, ask a math major!)