Indian

A traveling salesman is working the territory in Fargo, North Dakota - it's a hot, dry day and he's not had much luck, so he stops into a bar for a light lunch and a tall beer.

He sits down at the bar next to an Indian, and they get to talking and eventually buying each other drinks.

The Indian says - "Hey, I've got an idea. I'll tell you a riddle - if you guess it, I'll give you $50. But if you can't guess it, you give me $50." They salesman says, "You're on."

"OK. My mother had a baby. Wasn't any of my sisters and wasn't any of my brothers. Who was it?"

The salesman thinks, scratches his head, and finally says "I give up."

The Indian says, "Ha! It was me! You owe me fifty dollars."

The salesman thinks that's pretty good and he pays the Indian.

A couple weeks later, the salesman is back in his home base of Iowa City and he decides to cool off by hitting one of the bars. He gets to talking and sharing drinks with a friend. After a while, he has a bright idea and says to his friend, "Hey, I have an idea. I'll tell you a riddle and if you guess it, I'll give you fifty dollars. If you can't guess it, you give me fifty dollars."

His friend says, "OK, shoot."

The salesman says "My mother had a baby. It wasn't any of my brothers and it wasn't any of my sisters . Who was it?"

His friend thinks...and thinks. And leans this way and that, and finally says, "OK I guess I owe you fifty dollars - who was it?"

And the salesman says, "Ha! Some old Indian up in Fargo, North Dakota!"