There’s a marshal on the range in the late 1800′s who comes across this Indian reservation and decides to go to the saloon for a couple shots of whiskey and some Indian pussy for the night. After he took his drinks he asks the bartender where he could get some Indian pussy. He tells him and the marshal then finds himself in a room with this gorgeous Indian lady ready for him. During the session this Indian lady screams out ” EE KA!!! EE KA!!!” and the harder the marshal pushed the louder the screams got; “EE KA!!! EE KA!!!”
Later that evening the marshal finds himself back at the saloon and is watching a fine game of billiards. The man shooting was a big fellow with stalky arms; not someone to pick a fight with. It was the 8 ball and the cue left on the table. The big Indian shoots and the 8 ball rolls around and around and falls into a pocket. “EE KA!!! EE KA!!!” the man screams out looking very pissed off snapping his cue stick in half. Seeing this the marshal began to worry like what the fuck? EE KA!!! EE KA!!! what the fuck is that? So he asks the bartender,” What the hell does EE KA!!! EE KA!!! mean?” And do you know what the bartender said? “WRONG HOLE!!! WRONG HOLE!!!”
