Norwegian Virgin

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 aVirgin – 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!”