A young native American goes to see the chief of his tribe.

“Chief”, he asks, “how are the names of children of our tribe decided?”

“Ah”, says the Chief. “Well. When a child is born, the mother brings it to me. I look outside my wigwam, and the first thing I see becomes the child’s name. For instance, that is why your brother’s name is “Rushing Stream”, and your sister’s name is “Majestic Tree”.

“Does that answer your question, Dog Having A Dump?”

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