"Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter," he replied. Ole 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 golf bag," said Ole.
"Could I see him?"
Ole opens 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 genie hops back into the golf 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, I forgot to tell yew, da genie is hard of hearing.
Do yew really tink I asked him for a 12-inch BIC?"