In a certain Indian tribe it was the custom for all newborns to be given a name by the wise old medicine man. One day a young boy came to him and asked, "Master, how do you decide on the name for each child?"
The old man replied, "On the day of birth, I look for a sign. For example, the day your sister was born I saw a doe leaping in the forest, so she is Leaping Doe. And when the chief's son was born, a bear growled at me, so he is Growling Bear. But tell me, why do you ask, Two Dogs Fucking?"