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Date: 2007-10-16 12:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] littleeva.livejournal.com
That's hysterical!

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Date: 2007-10-16 12:51 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2007-10-16 02:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carlanime.livejournal.com
*dead from metaphor*

Oh, gods, that's perfect. I have to email that link to my mum now.

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Date: 2007-10-16 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fair-witness.livejournal.com
Ha!

Reminds me of a story a Cherokee friend of mine told about his grandfather, who gave a handful of driveway gravel to an incredibly persistent New Age person and told her they were the last fragments of Atlantis.

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Date: 2007-10-16 05:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] skywardprodigal.livejournal.com
Heehehee.

I hope he got paid for that. Well, I guess giggles are payment. LOL.

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Date: 2007-10-16 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fair-witness.livejournal.com
Giggles and peace of mind, I suspect. See, my friend's grandfather was a medicine man. The real deal. This meant he got a fair number of people flocking to him for instruction, and far too many of 'em were sure that they'd been an Indian (of some vague or fictional tribe, depending on the idiot in question) in a past life, or that they had had a great-great grandmother who was a "Cherokee princess" or just that they felt a "great kinship" with the Cherokee.

The gal who got the gravel was one of the more persistent sort, and apparently Sundown's grandfather Had Had Enough the day he solemnly gave her the handful of rocks. Apparently she was overcome with awe at being entrusted with such precious artifacts, and promised to spend the rest of her life studying their power. Hopefully far, far away from Sundown's grandfather.

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Date: 2007-10-16 05:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] skywardprodigal.livejournal.com
BWAHAHAHA

Well...LOLOL

The sacred gravel...I wonder if she eventually met up with Cinnamon Bearclaw. (http://saskaia.livejournal.com/241418.html?thread=1869066#t1869066)

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Date: 2007-10-16 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fair-witness.livejournal.com
I love that bit. I bet Sundown's grandfather would've enjoyed it, too. :)

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Date: 2007-10-16 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] denim-queen.livejournal.com
Oh this is wicked. I love it.

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Date: 2007-10-16 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cc-wolff.livejournal.com
I'm almost positive that I knew a Cinnamon Bearclaw in college. Last I heard she'd gone one to be an accountant for a marketing firm.
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From: [identity profile] skywardprodigal.livejournal.com
*cackles*

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