she told me a story..

let me tell you a story
there was this man
who had only one testicle
his name was 'Onestone'
he hated that name but everyone calls him that
he hated it so much because it was a direct mockery of him
so he threatened everyone saying, 'if anyone calls me Onestone again i will kill them!'
so everyone stopped calling him that
until one day, a young beauty called Bluebird forgot
and said 'good morning, Onestone.'
Onestone jumped up in rage and took her deep into the forest
and made love to her all day and all night
on to the next day, and the next night
until Bluebird died of exhaustion
so no one dared to call him that
years went by
and another maiden, after her travels, returned to the village
her name was Yellowbird
she said, 'good to see you, Onestone.'
Onestone took her into the forestand made love to her
all day all night
and another day and another night
and another day and another night
and yet another day and another night
but Yellowbird wouldn't die
and the moral of the story is


you can't kill two birds with one stone