A young caveman walks up to the tribe’s elder shaman, looking irritated.
He asks, “How do we name our newborn babies?”
The elder shaman is kinda busy, but the young boy insists to know, so he finally gives in and replies, “Well, after a baby is born, I close my eyes and perform a ritual dance.”
The shaman continues, “Once I open my eyes, the first thing I spot will be the name of the baby; if it’s a smilodon, the child will be called Fierce Smilodon; if it’s the river, then the name shall be Flowing River.”
“But tell me, Shitting Dog, why does this bother you so much?”