There was this Native American boy who was confused so this is what he asked his mother: Mom, why is my brother's name Windstorm?

She answered: Because he was conceived during a wind storm.

Well, why is my sister's name Moon-shine? She answered again: Because she was conceived when the moon was shining.

The poor little boy looked sad and confused.

His mother said, ''Why are you so sad and confused Brokenrubber?''