Ole Olsen Rides Again

Ole Olsen is walking home from the meat packers late at night through the park when he sees a woman in the shadows.

"Twenty dollars..." she whispers.

Now Ole, he'd never been with a hooker before, but decides, vatt de helvete, it's only twenty bucks.

So they enter the bushes, throwing off their clothing in semi-frenzied Malmo modality.

They're busily engaged in the Southwestern Swedish Pork Grinder when, seemingly out of nowhere, a blinding light floods the couple in all its prurient ardor.

It's an officer of the law.

"Well well well. And what would be going on here then, people?" inquires the officer.

"I'm making luff to my vife!" Ole answers indignantly.

"Ah!" says the cop, "I'm so sorry, I had no way of knowing."

"Vell," says Ole, "I din't neider, 'til you shine that damm light in her face--"

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