They were riding along and the incessant pounding coming from the hils was driving the men mad and making them uneasy.....
Custer called his scout and asked - "Geordie my good fellow...... are they War Drums?"
"Why noah" replied the beaming scout - "Ah think thu belong' thu Injums like..........."
Wha Wha WhaAaAAaaAaaaaaaaa........
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