The Story Of Onestone

There once was an Indian who had only one
Testicle, and whose given name was 'Onestone'.
He hated that name and asked everyone NOT to call him
Onestone. After years and years of torment, Onestone
Finally cracked and said,' If anyone calls me Onestone
Again I will kill them!'The word got around and nobody
Called him that anymore.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird
Forgot and said, 'Good morning, Onestone. He
Jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the
Forest where he made love to her all day and all night.
He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird
Died from exhaustion.
The word got around that Onestone meant what he
Promised he would do.
Years went by and no one dared call him by his
Given name until a woman named Yellow Bird
Returned to the village after being away.
YellowBird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was
Overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged
Him and said, 'Good to see you, Onestone.'
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the
Forest, there he made love to her all day, made love
To her all night, made love to her all the next day,
Made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird
Wouldn't die! 'Why not?', Onestone asked, a fellow Indian replied, 'You cannot kill two birds with one stone'