The story of the Fukawi Indian Tribe
Our tribe has rich and long-standing history. Long time ago, our tribe wander the wilderness. For many years, we wander looking for land to call our own. Our chief led our people through mountains, valleys, seashores and plains.
People were born wandering. People died wandering. After an entire generation of wanderers were born and died, our chief, then very old, led us to top of great mountain. He stood atop mountain summit and faced his people. He looked around. He looked far and wide. He then shouted to the gods,
"We’re the Fukawi! We’re the Fukawi!
All that’s missing is a few million:
Isn’t that the Tribe from the old sit-com- “F”-Troop?
Wrong exclamation. They were the Hekawis… but it was TV and the 60s. I think the meaning was understood. 
What exactly is their role in modern society? Of course he did not mention them… 
Who needs miscreants in our society? 
They are almost as bad as professors in the elite universities… Okay sarcasm is off now. I am sure it was an oversight.
the mind only remembered the 'kawis part
Did you know that Larry Storch is still with us? He’s 98!
Getting Older
Today, I changed my car horn to gunshot sounds. People get out of the way much faster now.
Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers. Now they talk and drink like their fathers.
You know that tingly little feeling you get when you really like someone? That’s common sense leaving your body.
I didn’t make it to the gym today. That makes five years in a row.
I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” and renamed it to “Jim”.
I feel so much better saying I went to the Jim this morning.
Old age is coming at a really bad time. When I was a child I thought “Nap Time” was a punishment. Now, as a grownup, it feels like a small vacation.
The biggest lie I tell myself is…"I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it."
I don’t have gray hair; I have “wisdom highlights.” I’m just very wise.
If God wanted me to touch my toes, He would’ve put them on my knees.
Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven’t met yet!
Why do I have to press one for English when you’re just going to transfer me to someone I can’t understand anyway?
Of course, I talk to myself; sometimes I need expert advice.
At my age “Getting lucky” means walking into a room and remembering what I came in there for.
I am a Seenager. (Senior teenager)I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later.
I don’t have to go to school or work.
I get an allowance every month.
I have my own pad.
I don’t have a curfew…
I have a driver’s license and my own car.
I have ID that gets me into bars and the whisky store.
The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant.
And I don’t have acne.
Life is great. I have more friends I should send this to, but right now I can’t remember their names!
That was the Heckawi. This was before George Carlin came up with “7 words you can’t say on television.”