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"Is that a tomahawk in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Posted by: Janice | November 27, 2007 at 01:13 AM
"I lost the toss and I'm having the baby. Squaws: Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em!"
Posted by: Clyde | November 24, 2007 at 03:49 PM
I'll take Manhattan, the Bronx, and Staten Island, too...
Note: OK, I know the second caption doesn't count but now I'm humming the tune!
Posted by: Tour Marm | November 23, 2007 at 03:24 PM
So Pocahontas finally says to John Smith, "Listen, I said I was a Virginian, not a virgin"!
Posted by: Tour Marm | November 23, 2007 at 03:21 PM
"Thy tradeth thine globber for mine wampumpeag? . . . onlyeth wampumpeag. No suckauhock, no Sewant! Just pureth wampumpeag frometh the finest of whelks!. . . No quahogs!" . . . and the bartering continued for hours prior to that first Thanksgiving
Posted by: Terry Thornton | November 22, 2007 at 10:07 PM
"Dude, I have no frickin' idea what happened to your corn stash. Musta been those Nipmucs dug it up, man, nothing's safe from those guys. Um, you gonna eat that?
Posted by: GreenmanTim | November 22, 2007 at 08:34 PM