Sven and Ole
Ole was hunting geese up in the slough.
He leaned the old 12 gauge against the corner of the blind
to take a leak.
As luck would have it, the foolish dog knocks the gun over,
it goes
off and Ole took most of an ounce of buckshot in the
groin.
Several hours later, lying in a Duluth hospital bed, he
comes to and
there is his doctor, Sven.
"Vell Ole, I got some good news and some bad news.
The good news is dat yur gonna be OK. The damage was local to yur
groin, there vas very little internal damage, and ve were
able to
remove all of the buckshot".
"Vat's the bad news?" asks Ole.
"The bad news is dat there vas some pretty extensive
buckshot damage done ta yur poor old veener.
I'm gonna have ta refer you ta my sister, Lena.
"Vell, I guess dat isn't too bad," says Ole.
"Is your sis a plastic surgeon?
" Not zactly," Sven says. "She's a flute player in
the Minnesota
Symphony Orchestra. "
She's a gonna teach ya vare to put yur fingers sos ya don't
pee in yur eye."
BMT
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