One day a young Native American boy is helping his father make arrows. The boy seems deep in thought when he looks up and asks slowly, “Dad… where do children get their names?”

His father replies, “Well son, when the baby is born the father goes outside of the teepee for inspiration to name his child. Usually the first thing the father sees is what the baby is named after. Your brother is Soaring Eagle because that is what I noticed first. And your sister is Dancing Fawn, You see?”

“Why do you ask, Two Dogs F^#king?”