Olof Swenson, out in his pasture in northern Minnesota, took a
lightning-quick kick from a cow…right in his crotch. Writhing in
agony, he fell to the ground.
As soon as he could manage, he took himself to the doctor. He
said: “How bad is it Doc? I’m going on my honeymoon next veek and my fiance, Lena , is still a Virgin – in every vay.”
The doctor told him “Olof, I’ll have to put your willy in a splint
to let it heal & keep it straight. It should be okay next week, but
leave it on dere as long as you can. ” He took four tongue depressors & formed a neat little 4 sided splint & taped it all together… quite an impressive work of art.
Olof mentioned none of this to Lena, married her & they went on their honeymoon to Duluth.
That night in the Motel 6, Lena ripped open her blouse to reveal her beautiful, untouched breasts. She said: “Olof… you’re the first vun! No vun has EVER seen deez. ”
Olof immediately dropped his pants & replied: “Look at dis Lena. .. still in DA CRATE!”
