I need a good laugh

Sven was talking to Ole. He said, "Ole, you got to pull your blinds down at night. Last Saturday, I was walking through the alley back of your house, I looked over, and I saw you and Lena -- you know -- going to town".
Ole replied, "The joke's on you, Sven. I wasn't home Saturday night!"
 
There was the Lutheran pastor who, before every sermon, told Lena and Ole jokes. His congregation let him know they were tired of this.
The pastor went to his superior. His superior said, "When I tell a joke, I change the people in it to Hittites. They haven't been around for centuries. Nobody gets offended".
Next Sunday, the pastor starts off, "There were these two Hittites. Lena and Ole. And they were driving to Fargo . . ."
 
Ole was standing outside his barn. He sees Sven and calls him over.
"Sven, I got a new cow and it's the strangest thing. You won't believe me, you'll have to see."
They go in to the new cow and Ole says," You milk her."
Sven reaches out and gives her udder a tug and the cow breaks wind. He grabs another one and it's the same thing, flatulence.
Sven looks at Ole and asks, " You got this cow from Minnesota didn't ya?"
"Yes! Just how did you know that?" says Ole.
" My wife's from Minnesota." says Sven.
 
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