Ole and Sven were stalking one day when
Sven pulled out a cigar.
Finding he had no matches,
he asked Ole for a light.

'Ya, shure, I haff a lighter,'
he replied, and then, reaching into his roe sack, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10inches long

'Yiminy Cricket!' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic lighter in his hands. 'Vere dit yew git dat monster??'

'Vell,' replied Ole,
'I got it from my Genie.'

'You haff a Genie?' Sven asked..

'Ya, shure. It's right here in my
roe sack,' says Ole.

'Could I see him?'

Ole opens his roe sack and 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 load of bucks while he was out shooting

The Genie disappears back into the roe sack leaving Sven sitting there waiting for his bucks.

Shortly, the sky darkens and is filled with the sound of a million ducks... flying directly overhead...

Over the roar of the million ducks,
Sven yells at Ole, 'Yumpin' Yimminy,
I asked for a load of bucks, not a load of ducks!'

Ole 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?"