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Thursday, 01 January 2004 08:45
In the old west, a settler is watching an Indian meeting. There is an old woman sitting on a hippopotamus hide, and two younger women sitting on other types of pelts. Everybody seems to be listening to the old woman, but paying only half as much attention to the younger ones.
After a while the settler asks his Indian guide why the older woman is treated with so much more respect.
The guide answers, "The squaw of the hippopotamus is equal to the sum of the squaws of the other two hides."
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