Three American Indians get lost in the forest..

Indian No.1: "What do we do?"

Indian No.2: "I don't know, we're Indian, we're not supposed to get lost in the forest!"

Indian No.3: "We could do like the white man and fire three shots into the air."

Indian No.2: "How does that help?"

Indian No.3: "Well, when the white man gets lost in the forest, he fires three shots into the air and then somebody comes and saves him."

Indian No.2: "That sounds like a great idea!" *Points to Indian No.1 and says*: "Go ahead and fire three shots in the air."

*Indian No.1 fires three shots into the air and they wait. After an hour, nothing happens.*

Indian No.1: "So, how long are we supposed to wait?"

Indian No.2: "I don't know. I guess it depends how close they are. Maybe we should try again?

Indian No.3 *(to Indian No.1)*: "Yeah, try firing three more shots in the air."

Indian No.1: "I would, but I only have two arrows left."


*This joke was told to me by a Sioux elder who also told me: "If you're not worth laughing at, you're not worth much." Of course, he was referring to the fact that we must be allowed to laugh at each other.*