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 and 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 ?
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 and 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 ?