An eccentric billionaire wanted a mural painted on his
library wall, so he called in an artist. Describing what he
wanted, the billionaire said, "I am a history buff, and I
would like your interpretation of the last thing that went
through Custer's mind before he died. I am going out of town
on business for a week, and when I return I expect to see it
completed."

Upon his return, the billionaire went to the library to
examine the finished work. To his surprise he found a
painting of a cow with a halo. Surrounding this there were
hundreds of Indians in various stages and different
positions of making love.

Furious, he called the artist in. "What the hell is this?!"
screamed the billionaire.

"Why, that's exactly what you asked for," said the artist
smugly.

"No! I didn't ask for a mural of pornographic filth, I
asked for a mural of the interpretation of Custer's last
thoughts!"

"And there you have it," said the artist, "I call it 'Holy
cow - look at all those fucking Indians!'"