An American Indian medicine man was sitting in his teepee
one day and not one, but THREE of the squaws of the tribe
went into labor at the same time.
To make them comfortable he put one on a bearskin, one on
a buffalo skin, and one on a hippopotamus skin.
The squaw on the bearskin had a son.
The squaw on the buffalo skin had a son.
But the one on the hippo skin had twin sons.
The moral?
The squaw of the hippopotamus is equal to the sons of the
squaws of the two other hides...
The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all of the background
checks,
interviews, and testing were done there were three finalists, two men and
a
woman.
For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large metal
door
and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will follow our
instructions,
no matter what the circumstances.
Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her.
The
man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife."
The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went
into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the man came
out
with tears in his eyes. "I tried, but I can't kill my wife."
The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go
home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to
kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were
heard, one shot after another. They heard screaming, crashing, Banging on
the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly
and
there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "You
guys didn't tell me the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to
death with the chair."
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