Ole moved into a new neighborhood and one snowy morning, he noticed an elderly lady sprinkling ashes on her icy driveway. “Hey lady. . .vhy don’t you have your husband do dat?” suggested Ole. To which the elderly lady replied, “This IS my husband.
Ole was philosophizing one day about religion. “Yah, I don’t understand all of da sqvabbing about different religions. Vhy can?...