Suck my bALLS (PRETTY PLEASE) im
Hakerin 4 a spankeri
#1 Grass grows on the prairie. #2 Grass grows on the prairie…uh…..*attempts it in foreign language* #1 (laughs) No, you said ‘Fire lives on the prairie’.
(Dunbar) No, I can’t eat another bit. I am full. Yes, it was very good even spiral cut.
(In the woods, behind the teepee, morning after the feast) OH! RIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!! Ahaaaa
(singing) Cause I ain’t gonna marry pretty little girl when I got three wives back home…
**He is just a little boy, but he already thinks he will be famous someday.*What is his name?**His people call him Ton-toe.
– I said…. *I’ll have my crown now*….
-Let us smoke awhile.
-With Ten Bears, it was always more than awhile.
-Let us smoke awhile. -With Ten Bears, it was always more than awhile. But, it was always good weed!
-You wish to see the frontier?
-Yes, sir. Before it’s gone.
*Loud, flatulent noise* Heh…put THAT in yer book.
A dance is always a good idea.
And tehn he hit the deck
At camp site while Lt Dunbar is writting, the tempster passes gas – PUT THAT IN YOUR JOURNAL!
Bet you were thinking… now why don’t he write?
Big time and real soon….Do you know what a Casino is?
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chimanitou tanka. Washii’ello
Dances With Wolves! I am Wind In His Hair! Do you see that I am your
friend? Can you see that you will always be my friend?
DUNBAR not dumb bear.
Dunbar. Not Dumb Bear.
eivom nikcuf ecin
His mind is gone.
I just pissed in my pants and there’s nothing you can do about it .
I lived among them, learning there language and their ways. Nothing from the buffalo was wasted, everything was used, even the bones. Yet all there tools and beautiful clothes, sold on the road side, were made in Hong Kong.
i was horrified by the sex & nudity. oh so horrible & traumitising
I was just thinking that of all the trails in this life, there is one
that matters most. It is the trail of a true human being. I think you are in this trail and it is good to see.
I’ll bet someone back east is going, ‘Now why don’t he write?’
If it wasn’t for my companion, I believe I’d be having the time of my life.
If you want the hat then that is good. But you must give something for it.
It says here you’re to be posted on the frontier. The frontier is Indian country.
It was obviously a very big herd. The trail it left was a mile wide and strechted to the horizan.*Lu-tant-nt watch were you step.
Killing a white man is a delicate matter
Lieutenant John Dunbar? Indian Fighter.
Lieutenten!
Lu-tent-nut. How many white eyes will come to our lands.
*Well, you guys are basicly fucked…and soon!
Lu-tent-nut. How many white eyes will come to our lands. *Well, you guys are basicly fucked…and soon!
My place is with you. I go where you go.
Not what you would call a going concern.
OH! Taka Daka.
One of our braves is missing…….
Do you know Kem-a-sab-by?
One of the warriors moved to the just fallen beast, carved out the hart and took a big bite.(Squaw in backgroun)*Can’t you wait till it’s ready?*
poopie
Post Script…. The indian I encountered was a magnificent looking fellow
Sir knight? I’ve just pissed in my pants… and nobody can do anything about it!
Something poked me in my butt! Was that you?
Stands With A Fist…. you will mourn no more!
Stands-with-a-fist, I need you to make the white man’s talk.
*I can’t, I can’t remember…..excet the 4 letter words. My old man was a drunken bastard.
Tatonka
Tatunka
The hunt was a success and everyone was happy. Right away they started to butcher the animals and carve out the best cuts. A tag on the first piece stated *no cooking required*
The king is dead. Long live the king.
The strangeness of this life cannot be measured. And trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero…upon my full recovery, I was given a transfer to any station that I desired. The bloody slaughter continues in the East as I arrive at Fort Hayes.
The strangeness of this life cannot be measured. In trying to produce my own death, I was
elevated to the status of a living hero.
The wagon tracks left no dought that it was white hunters. A people without a soul, who took only hides and tongues, leaving the carceses to rot. (without a wolf or buzzard to be seen)
This is a good trade.
tsu nami tu totanka obwachee
Turned Injun, didn’t ya?
Were it not for my companion, I believe I’d be having the time of my life. I know he means well but he is quite possibly the foulest man I’ve ever met.
What are the people saying?
(answer)375 degrees for 15 minutes; per pound.
Whatever God may be, I thank God for this day.
Yes, we are using a new bar-b-q sause.
you all talk sooooo much crap Shut up
you turned injun, dincha’?
[Tagline] Inside everyone is a frontier waiting to be discovered
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