Sven and Ole were fishing
on the shore of Mille Lacs when Sven pulled out a cigar.
Finding he had No matches, he asked Ole for a light.
'Ya, sure, I tink I haff a lighter,' Ole replied and then reaching into his tackle
box, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches long.
'Wow, dats a big lighter ya got der!' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic lighter in his hands. 'Where'd yew git dat monster?'
'Well,' replied Ole, 'I got it from my Genie.'
'You haff a gol darn Genie?' Sven asked.
'Ya, sure. 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 der! I'm a good pal of your master.
Will you grant me one wish?'
'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 one million ducks Sven yells at Ole, 'What da hell? I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks!'
Ole answers, 'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is hard of hearing. Do yew really tink I asked for a 10 inch Bic?'
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