Red Indians

[Andy B]

It was late fall, and the Indians on a remote reservation in South
Dakota asked their new chief, if the coming winter was going to be cold
or mild.


As he was a chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the
old secrets. When he looked at the sky, he didn't know how to read the
signs, to tell what the winter was going to be like.

Nevertheless,  to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that
the winter was indeed  going to be cold and that the members of the
village should collect firewood to be prepared.

But, being a practical leader, after several days, he had an idea. He
went to  the phone booth, called the National Weather Service and
asked, 'Is the  coming
winter going to be cold?'


'It  looks like this winter is going to be quite cold,' the
meteorologist at  the weather service responded.



So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect
even more firewood in order to be prepared.


A  week later, he called the National Weather Service again. 'Does it
still look like it's going to be a very cold winter?'


'Yes,'  the man at National Weather Service again replied, 'It looks
like it's going to be a  very cold winter.'



The  chief again went back to his people and ordered them to collect
every scrap of firewood they could find.


Two  weeks later, the chief called the National Weather Service again.
'Are  you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very  cold?'



'Absolutely,'  the man replied. 'It's looking more and more like
it's going to be one of the coldest winters we've ever seen.'


'How can you be so sure?' the chief asked.

The  weatherman replied.. 'Because the Indians are collecting a
shitload of  firewood'

[Ian]

      

[Dare]

good one Andy   

[John S]

 

Ah, the old law of the numbskulls following the clueless. 

I've always wondered where they get the weather forecasts from?  Thanks Andy for clearing up another of life's little mysteries. 

[David]

  First class!

[Andy B]

Every now and then a gem comes along.