An English chap hired a paleface scout to get him to the reservation where he was going to do a story on the Indian Chief.

Early one sunny morning as they approached the Reservation, the Brit noticed an Indian out in the desert looking up, then down. Up, then down. He instructed his scout to accompany him to the indian.

When they got there, the Indian had his erect pecker out of his pants and was forcing it outward. All the while still looking up, then down.

The curious Brit scratched his head and asked the Indian what he was doing. The Indian replied, "Me tellum time".

Later that afternoon, after the meeting with the chief, the weary brit and his scout were returning home on the same trail. Once again they saw the same time telling Indian.

But this time he was in the shade behind a large rock and was furiously wanking  his pecker . The Brit rode over on his horse to the Indian and exclaimed, "Good God, man! What are you doing?!

The Indian paused briefly and looked the Brit in the eye and said, "Me windum watch".