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To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (13418)	2/11/2000 4:08:00 PM
From: Tony McFadden	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 62551

That is a riot... "You can give us a big hint though, can't you?" Clueless... Tony

To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (13418)	2/11/2000 6:18:00 PM
From: Garry K.	Respond to of 62551

It was a time of celebration for the great Indian tribe, and that evening, a great pow wow was planned. A tremendous feast was prepared, and young and old enjoyed a huge meal, with all the traditional fixings. At the end of the meal, everyone's belly's were stuffed and bloated. One of the young warriors stood up an announced a challenge to the rest. It was time for the great circle contest. The contest had been a tradition for generations. After a great feast, the greatest warriors would take turns standing in a circle of flour. Each warrior would muster with all his might the biggest fart he could, and blow as much flour out of the circle as possible. The warrior who displaces the most flour, wins the contest. First was Standing Tree. He was a huge warrior. Standing tree makes his way to the circle, squats and POOF! The flour blew from the ground in a blinding cloud of white. He displaced over half of the flour outside of the circle. Next was Painted Horse. He too was a mighty warrior. He walks up to the circle, squats and POOF! He blows a massive fart and displaced 3/4 of the flour outside the circle. The last paticipant turns out to be the Chief's wife, Screeching Eagle. She was a huge woman, and very respected within the tribe. She waddles to the circle, squats and POOOOOFFFF! The force of her flatulence blows all of the flour out of the circle in one gigantic boom. Standing Tree and Painted Horse were dumbfounded. How could she possible beat them so badly. Painted Horse in disgust walks up to Screeching Eagle, lifts up her buffalo skin skirt and peers underneath. Standing Tree goes to him and asks what he saw. Painted Horse replied "No fair...just as I thought. Double Barrel."