When I was a child my family used to sometimes take our vacations in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania. We had a favorite place to visit - it was at a lake that was about 30 miles long and a 1/2 mile wide. While we were around our campfire in the evening the local Indians would go from camp to camp selling their wares. They would also tell of the Legends of the area. This one Legend always stuck in my mind.
It seemed that on this particular Lake two Indian Tribes made their homes. They were, however, at war with one another from years before. There was an Indian Maiden in one Camp who was in love with a young Brave in the other Camp. They used to stand on the shore, each on their respective side of the Lake, and chant Indian love calls to each other... even though they were warned by their Chiefs that nothing could ever come of it.One day they just could not stand being apart any longer. That evening, on a cold Fall night, they both jumped into the Lake and swam towards each other in the Moonlight. When they reached each other in the center of the Lake, they embraced and very quickly, froze to death. This act so impressed the Brave's Tribe that they named the Lake after the young man.
I will never forget those wonderful vacations that we spent at "Lake Stupid".
Me laughing at this joke:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8514269368699047702
Me laughing at az apam who thought it was funny:
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