many moons ago there was a young group of eskimo's. they were short of stature and wore a classical eskimo getup. eskimo 1 had been in love with eskimo 2 for some time. they had been friends ever since pre.school and they has been in art class together. now they were all grown up eskimo 1 decided to tell eskimo 2. one night at eskimo 3's house, there was a party. eskimo 3 was turning sixteen. the only left out of their clique to do so. so, at the party,the little inuit scoundrals they were, they were all getting drunk. moonshine from the ice-caps happens to be quite potent. eskimo 1 drank himself up the courage to tell eskimo 2 how eskimo 1 felt. eskimo 2 shrugged it off and joined eskimo's 4,5,6, and 7 on the dance floor, whilst eskimo 3 was throwing up in a near by ice pot. eskimo 1 felt sad. at the end of the night eskimo 1 offered to walk eskimo 2 home. they walked up along the ice ridges and down beside the frozen lake. half way up the lake eskimo 2 felt queezy. ice-cap moonshine goes straight to an eskimos head. they laid on the snow and eskimo 2 started mumbling to eskimo 1 about how sexy they were. eskimo 1 pushed eskimo 2's face to the ground and pounded the eskimo til the snow ran red.