I once met an old indian when I was visiting the 4 corners area of the southwest.
His wrinkled face and drooped eyes spoke of his many hard days and night spent on this earth.
As we spoke, his wife came out and walked by us, just giving a glance and a nod. I asked him what her name was, he replied Four Horses.
I throught for a few seconds about how the indians name K*ds at birth and could not figure out how Four Horses could be a name for a girl.
I had to ask
The old man looked around and leaned close to me and said Four Horses is the name I gave her.
All She Does is
NAG NAG NAG NAG
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