The guys sat there arguing over which people were in America first. I turned to Old Bird.
“Was it the Cherokee?”
He smiled, “Oh the Cherokee will say this and the Chippewa will be over there thinking that. In truth, they killed the first people. Oh yeah. I’m serious. They stood in a great council and one guy said, ‘I am a child of the sun-the great father.’ Then the guy next to him said, ‘oh yeah?’ and bopped him over the head. Then he said, ‘I am a child of the sun-the great father.’ And it went all the way around the circle until finally a wise owl said, ‘we are all children of the sun-the great father.’ Then some asshole said, ‘yeah, but I’m his favorite.’ That was the Cherokee.”
“Was his name Monkey?”
“Monkey? Yeah, yeah, actually now that you mention it.”
And Old Bird looked over at Monkey and started laughing.
Monkey just smiled.