A
adil a
Guest
Ole and Sven were fishing on the Minnesota opener when
Sven pulled
out a cigar. Finding he had no matches, he asked Ole for a
light.
'Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter,' he replied. Then
reaching
into his tackle box, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches
long.
'Yiminy Cricket!' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic Lighter
in
his hands.
'Vere dit yew git dat monster??'
'Vell,' replied
Ole, 'I got it from my Genie.'
'You haff a Genie?' Sven
asked.
'Ya, shure. It's right here in my tackle box,' says
Ole.
'Could I see him?'
Ole opens his tackle box & sure
enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the genie, Sven says, 'Hey dere!
I'm a good friend of
your master.
Vill you grant me vun
vish?'
'Yes, I will,' says the Genie.
So Sven asks the Genie for a
million bucks.
The Genie disappears back into the tackle box leaving Sven
sitting
there, waiting for his million bucks.
Shortly, the sky darkens
and is filled with the sound of a million
ducks....flying directly
overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Sven yells at
Ole.
'Yumpin' Yimminy, I asked for a million bucks, not a million
ducks!'
Ole answers, 'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is hart
of
hearing. Do yew really tink I asked for a 10-inch
Bic?'
Sven pulled
out a cigar. Finding he had no matches, he asked Ole for a
light.
'Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter,' he replied. Then
reaching
into his tackle box, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches
long.
'Yiminy Cricket!' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic Lighter
in
his hands.
'Vere dit yew git dat monster??'
'Vell,' replied
Ole, 'I got it from my Genie.'
'You haff a Genie?' Sven
asked.
'Ya, shure. It's right here in my tackle box,' says
Ole.
'Could I see him?'
Ole opens his tackle box & sure
enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the genie, Sven says, 'Hey dere!
I'm a good friend of
your master.
Vill you grant me vun
vish?'
'Yes, I will,' says the Genie.
So Sven asks the Genie for a
million bucks.
The Genie disappears back into the tackle box leaving Sven
sitting
there, waiting for his million bucks.
Shortly, the sky darkens
and is filled with the sound of a million
ducks....flying directly
overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Sven yells at
Ole.
'Yumpin' Yimminy, I asked for a million bucks, not a million
ducks!'
Ole answers, 'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is hart
of
hearing. Do yew really tink I asked for a 10-inch
Bic?'