Why Not How?
There is this old American Indian who stands in the street corner everyday looking at the pedestrians passing him by. Every morning a pretty young blonde who works at the nearby bookstore passes him by, the old Indian always raises his right hand and greets her with “Chance!”
This goes on for several days until the blonde decides to ask the old Indian about his unusual greeting. “Why do you keep greeting me with ‘Chance!’? Whatever happened to ‘How!’?”
“Me already know how!” replied the old Indian. “Me just want chance to screw pretty blonde!”
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