Back in the 70’s, Barbara Walters was on assignment in Oklahoma. She was doing a story on a small, remote Native American tribe that still lived as they had for hundreds of years, without the interventions of technology or government.
As she was researching the people and their customs, she became curious about the feathers worn in the male’s headdresses. She asked a young brave with only one feather, “Would you mind telling me the meaning of the feather you are wearing?”
He replied, “Me have one squaw, so me wear one feather.”
She doubted the sincerity of his response, so she asked another, who wore six feathers, the same question.
He replied, “Me have six squaws, so me have six feathers.”
Believing he also was not being truthful, she sought out the Chief, who had the traditional full headdress, containing hundreds of feathers.
“Excuse me, Chief,” she asked, “Would you please explain the meaning of the feathers you wear?”
He proudly exclaimed, “Me Chief! Me fuckkum all! Me fuckkum big, me fuckkum small! Me fuckkum old, me fuckkum young! Me Chief!”
Mortified by his words, Ms. Walters cried, “Oh, you beast! You should be hung!” :shock:
“You damn right me hung – like buffalo!” :mischief:
Shaking her head, she muttered, “Oh, dear, oh dear…”
“No, me no fuckkum deer. ******* too high, and run too fast!” :heat:
Ms. Walters fainted. :lazy:
She’s been making celebrities cry ever since. :crying:
As she was researching the people and their customs, she became curious about the feathers worn in the male’s headdresses. She asked a young brave with only one feather, “Would you mind telling me the meaning of the feather you are wearing?”
He replied, “Me have one squaw, so me wear one feather.”
She doubted the sincerity of his response, so she asked another, who wore six feathers, the same question.
He replied, “Me have six squaws, so me have six feathers.”
Believing he also was not being truthful, she sought out the Chief, who had the traditional full headdress, containing hundreds of feathers.
“Excuse me, Chief,” she asked, “Would you please explain the meaning of the feathers you wear?”
He proudly exclaimed, “Me Chief! Me fuckkum all! Me fuckkum big, me fuckkum small! Me fuckkum old, me fuckkum young! Me Chief!”
Mortified by his words, Ms. Walters cried, “Oh, you beast! You should be hung!” :shock:
“You damn right me hung – like buffalo!” :mischief:
Shaking her head, she muttered, “Oh, dear, oh dear…”
“No, me no fuckkum deer. ******* too high, and run too fast!” :heat:
Ms. Walters fainted. :lazy:
She’s been making celebrities cry ever since. :crying:
