This is an OLD joke on the subject: __________________________________________________ _______
A young Indian brave approaches his father and sits near the fire next to him.
"Father, where do our names come from?" the young brave asked.
"Well, among our people, the name comes after the birth. The father looks out across Mother Earth, and the first thing that catches his eye is the name he gives his child".
"After your sister's birth, I saw a star streak across the heavens, and I named her Falling Star. When your brother was born I saw a large buck running into the woods, so we named your brother Running Deer."
"Why do you ask, Two Dogs Fucking?"
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