Native American Blog

The White Man invited us all to a big dinner. I'm really not that excited about it. Every time those guys give us something, they take it back right away. I can just picture what it would be like. "Hey can you pass the salt?" "Sure, here you go. Oh actually I want to use it. Sorry." Stupid Whitie Givers.

I have a feeling this is going to be a pretty stressful gathering. My Uncle, Chief Running for President, just found out that my cousin, Dances with Muskrats, is actually Dances with Boys. This did not go over well. Things are going to be pretty tense.