The aspiring psychiatrists were attending their first class on emotional extremes.
"Just to establish some parameters," said the professor, to the student
from Arkansas,
"What is the opposite of joy?"
"Sadness," said the student.
"And the opposite of depression?" he asked of the young lady from
Oklahoma.
"Elation," she said.
"And you sir," he said to the young man from Texas, "How about the
opposite of woe?"
The Texan replied, "Sir, I believe that would be 'giddy up'."
He stood at the end of the bar, ordered a drink, and lit up a cigar.
As he sipped his drink, he stood there quietly blowing smoke rings.
After he blew nine or ten smoke rings into the air, an angry American Indian stomped up to him and said, "One more remark like that and I'll smash your face in!"
Because it was having "injun" trouble!
Whenever a pretty young thing passed, he'd raise his hand in the traditional Indian salute and say: "Chance. Chance."
A fellow watched this going on after woman after woman passed and finally walked up to the Indian.
"Excuse me," the fellow said. "But I thought Indians were supposed to say How'." "Me know How," the Indian said. "Me want Chance."
The guide pointed out an old Indian and said, "This man is 80 years old and has a perfect memory. He remembers everything." The tourist asked him, "What did you have for breakfast 20 years ago today?"
The Indian replied , "Eggs."
Five years later, the same tourist saw the same Indian and said, "How."
The old Indian replied, "Scrambled."
That's astounding that you can date them so accurately."
"No big deal," the Indian said. "Professor come by and say they sixtyeight million years old, and that was exactly forty three years ago."
