His reply was, “Me have only one sqaw, me have only one feather.”
She asked another Brave, feeling the first fellow was only joking. This Brave had four feathers in his headdress. He replied, “Ugh; me have four feathers because me sleep with four squaws.”
Still not convinced the number of feathers indicated the number of sqaws involved, she decided to interview the Chief.
Now the Chief had a headdress full of feathers, which, needless to say, amused Ms. Walters. She asked the Chief, “Why do you have so many feathers in your headdress?”
The Chief proudly pounded his chest and said, “Me Chief. Me fсuк-em all. Big, small, fат, tall. Me fсuк-em all.”
Horrified, Ms. Walters stated, “You ought to be hung!”
The Chief replied, “You dамnеd right, me hung. Big like buffalo, long like snake.”
Ms. Walters cried, “You don’t have to be so gоddамnеd hostile!”
The Chief replied, “Hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any-style, me fсuк-em all!”
With tears in her eyes, Ms. Walters cried, “Oh dear.”
The Chief said, “No deer. Me no fсuк deer. Аsshоlе too high and fcukers run too fast. No fсuк deer!”
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