Had to dust this one off, I hope it hasn't been posted before because it took me forever to type and my accent isn't as good.
Things weren’t going so well financially on Ole & Lena’s farm so Ole was forced to take a job with Sven down at the pickle factory. Things were not going to be easy on poor ol’ Ole as he had to get up even earlier to get his chores done before he had to go and work his shift at the pickle factory.
Knowing he was going to have a rough time of it Lena was a waiting on the front stoop for him to come home. When he finally drug himself up the walk Lena was right there to ask him,
“Ole my deer how vas your day at da pickle faktry.”
“Vell Lena it vas pretty goud, cept for dat gosh dern Sven.”
O Ole vhat did he do?”
Vell I’ll tell yuu, he tried to get me to put my peaker in the pickle slicer! Vut don’t you worry Lena I wouldn’t do sumtin as foolish as dat.”
"Vell dat's good Ole."
Well needless to say by the time Ole got to bed that night he was all but done in. The second morning it was the same thing chores and off to the pickle factory. Knowing what a tuff time he had the previous day this time Lena was waiting with Ole’s smokes and an ice cold Pabst…
“Ole my deer how vas your day at da pickle faktry.”
“Vell Lena it vas pretty goud, cept for dat gosh dern Sven.”
“O Ole vhat did he go do now?”
“Vell, he tried to get me to put my peaker in the pickle slicer again!”
“For heaven’s sake you didn’t did yuu?”
“Leana don’t yuu worry I’m a hear arnt I?”
The next morning Ole had all he could do to get himself out of bed. That afternoon, Lena being the dutiful wife, was again on the stoop waitin for Ole.
“Ole my poor husband, how vas yer day?”
“Vell Lena not so goud today, dat gosh dern Sven finally convinced me to put my peaker in the pickle slicer.”
“Ole tell me vat happind are yuu okay?”
“Vell Lena I got fired.”
“I don’t care bout dat horrible job. Tell me vhat happen vit the pickle slicer!!”
