12 inch BIC

GoneShootin

Ole and Sven were golfing when Sven pulled out a cigar; he didn’t have a lighter so he asked Ole for a light.
“Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter,” he replied and reached into his golf bag and pulled out a 12-inch BIC lighter.
”Yiminy Cricket!” exclaimed Sven, “Vhere did yew get dat monster??"
”Vell,” replied Ole, “I got it from my Genie.”
”You haff a genie?” Sven asked.
”Ya, shure, he’s right here in my bag,” said Ole.
”Could I see him?”
Ole opens the side pocket of his golf bag and out pops the genie.
Sven says, “Hey dere! I’m a good friend of your master.; Vill you grant me vun vish?”
”Yes I will”, the genie said, so Sven asks him for a million bucks. The geniehops back into the bag and leaves him standing there waiting for his million bucks.
Suddenly the sky begins to darken and the sound of a million ducks flying overhead is heard. Sven yells to Ole, “I asked for a million Bucks, not Ducks!”
Ole answers, “Ya, Do yew really tink I asked him for a 12-inch BIC?”

Cake Fiend

Pianist. :rolleyes: