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 ?