A Indian boy goes to his mother one day with a puzzled look on his face. “Say Mom, why is my bigger brother named Mighty Storm?” The mother replied “Because he was conceived during a mighty storm.”
The little Indian boy then asked “Why is my sister named Cornflower?” “Well your father and I were in a cornfield when we made her”, she replied.
Next he asked “And why is my other sister called Moonchild?” “We were watching the moon-landing when she was conceived”, the mother replies.
The mother then paused, looked at her son inquisitively and asked… “Tell me, Torn Rubber, why are you so curious?”