A Bic?
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, and 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?"
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, and 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?"