The youngest son of a great Indian chief went to his father and asked "Oh

father, how did you choose the names for your three children?" The great chief

replied "My son, when your older brother was born, the first sight I saw after

the moment of his birth was a bear running through the woods; so I named him

running-bear. The morning your sister was born, the first sight I saw was a

beautiful star, so I named her morning-star. But why do you ask me such a

question, two-dogs-FORDing?"

My Dad calls me 'scared by a cop' and my brother 'broken rubber'

im called two bottles of wine.

I'm called "The Firm" lol

my sister is called going away party or party. (when daddy got drafted)

Chief Many Horses !!!!

....oh and sheep lie !

I told that joke at work and one of my co-workers says his is 'shoulda swallowed'