One day, a group of students
were visiting a Red Indian Reservation.

They came across a group of squaws,
all squatting on animal hides
in front of their tepees.

The largest of the lot was sprawled
on a hippopotamus skin.
She Big.
She Heavy.
She squaw of Chief of Wangamulla tribe.
She tilts the scales at 400 pounds.
(ie, more than 180 kg)

The two wives of the Great Big Chief of the Mullawanga Tribe
were sitting nearby, one on a leopard skin
and the other on a buffalo skin.

Big Chief of Mullawanga Tribe has a brave son.
He very Brave.
He very Handsome.
He is the heartthrob of janes for miles around.

He was weighed in at the recent WWF championship tournament.
By a curious cincidence, he, too, weighs 400 pounds.

The learned Professor, PYTHAGORAS, who was accompanying the group,
stroked his grey, long, venerable, spotless, immaculate beard and said:

" The squaw on the hippopotamus is
equal to the son of the squaws
on the other two hides "

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