Ok, if you think reds in town is stupid and you're red...Try this idea...Don't go to town?
When life deals you lemons, why not kill somebody with them? (Maybe by shoving them down their throat)
-Jack Handey
Even though I was their captive, the Indians allowed me quite a bit of freedom. I could walk about freely, make my own meals, and even hurl large rocks at their heads. It was only later that I discovered they were not Indians at all, but dirty clothes hampers.
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