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Pastimes : Laughter is the Best Medicine - Tell us a joke

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To: Edwarda who wrote (13916)3/26/2000 7:54:00 AM
From: John Carragher  Read Replies (1) of 62550
 
Q: Why do Norwegians have such nice noses?
A: They're hand picked!
Ole and Lena went fishing in Canada and returned with just one fish.
Remarking on the cost of the fishing gear, Ole said, "Da way I figger it,
dat fish cost us $400." "Vell," said Lena, "At dat price it's a good ting we
didn't catch any more."
Ole and Lena were trying to get a mule into their barn, but its ears were
too long. Ole suggested raising the barn. Lena said they should dig a
trench. "No, you dummy," exploded Ole, "it's the *EARS* dat are too long,
not the legs!"
Q: Why were wheelbarrows invented?
A: So Norwegians would learn how to walk on their hind legs.
Q: How many Norwegians does it take to milk a cow? A: Ten: four to hold
onto the faucets and the other six to lift the cow up and down.

Ole took a trip to Fargo, North Dakota. While in a bar, an Indian on the
next stool spoke to him in a friendly manner. "Look," he said, "let's play a
little game. I'll ask you a riddle. If you can answer it, I'll buy you a
drink. If you can't, then you buy ME one. OK?"
"Ja, dat sounds purty gut."
The Indian said, "My father and mother had one child. It wasn't my brother.
It wasn't my sister. Who was it?"
Ole scratched his head and finally said, "I give up. Who vas it?"
"It was ME," chortled the Indian. So Ole paid for the drinks.
Back in Sioux Falls, Ole went into his favorite bar and spotted one of his
cronies. "Sven," he said," I got a game. If you can answer a question, I'll
buy you a drink. If you can't, you have to buy ME vun. Fair enough?"
"Fair enough," said Sven.
OK ... my father and mudder had vun child. It vasn't my brudder. It vasn't
my sister. Who vas it?"
"Search me," said Sven. "I give up, who vas it?"
"It vas some Indian up in Fargo, North Dakota."
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