The mating caves of pleasure

This British guy went to America and spent some time with Native Americans.

Sadly, Native Americans tend to be rounded up and kept in otherwise uninhabitable areas, and a couple of them were showing their guest around the woods and hills.

All of a sudden one of the Native Americans ran up a hill to the mouth of a small cave.

‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!’ he called into the cave and listened closely until he heard an answering, ‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Woooooo!

He then tore off his clothes and ran into the cave.

The visitor was puzzled and asked the remaining Native American what it was all about, ‘Has he gone crazy or what?’

‘No, It is our custom during mating season when men from our tribe see a cave, they holler ‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!’ into the opening. If they get an answer back, it means there’s a beautiful squaw in there waiting for them’.

Just then they came upon another cave.

So the second Native American ran up to the cave, stopped, and hollered, ‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!’

Immediately, there was the answer. ‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!’ returned from deep inside.

He also tore off his clothes and ran into the opening.

This left their guest wandering around in the woods alone for a while, until he himself spied a third large cave.

As he looked in amazement at the size of the huge opening, he was thinking, ‘Hoo, man! Look at the size of this cave! It is bigger than those the other two found. There must be some really big, fine women in this cave!’

He stood in front of the opening and hollered with all his might ‘Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!’ like the others had.  He then heard an answering call, ‘WOOOOOOOOO, WOOOOOOOOO WOOOOOOOOO!’

With a gleam in his eye and a smile on his face, he raced into the cave, tearing off his clothes as he ran.

The following day, the TV news and newspapers ran the tragic story of how a naked Brit had been run over by a train.