Finding he had no matches, he asked Olaf 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. "Vhere dit yew git dat monster??"
"Vell," replied Olaf, "I got it from me Genie."
"You haff a genie in yor tackle pox?" Sven asked.
"Ya, shure. It's right here in my tackle pox," says Olaf.
"Could I see him?"
So Olaf opens his tackle box & 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 & is filled with the sound of a million
ducks...flying overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Sven yells at Olaf.-
"Yumpin' Yimminy I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks!"
Olaf 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?"
