Post by gem on Aug 19, 2005 11:58:23 GMT 1
Riding With An Indian
A young woman from New York City was driving through a remote part of
Oklahoma when her car broke down.
An Indian came riding by on horseback and offered to give her a lift to a
nearby town. She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off.
The ride into town was uneventful except that every few minutes the Indian
would let out a loud whoop that echoed back from the surrounding hills.
When they arrived in Bartlesville, he let her off at the local Phillips 66
service station, yelled one final, "Yahoo!" and rode off.
"What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service station
attendant.
"Nothing. I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist
and held onto his saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off."
"Lady," the attendant said, "Indians ride bareback."
A young woman from New York City was driving through a remote part of
Oklahoma when her car broke down.
An Indian came riding by on horseback and offered to give her a lift to a
nearby town. She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off.
The ride into town was uneventful except that every few minutes the Indian
would let out a loud whoop that echoed back from the surrounding hills.
When they arrived in Bartlesville, he let her off at the local Phillips 66
service station, yelled one final, "Yahoo!" and rode off.
"What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service station
attendant.
"Nothing. I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist
and held onto his saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off."
"Lady," the attendant said, "Indians ride bareback."
