Ole was trying his best to light a match. He struck one, but it didn’t work, so he threw it away. He struck second match. It didn’t work either, so he threw it away. Finally, he struck a third one, and it lit up. “Vell, dat’s a good vun,” said Ole as he blew it out. “I’ve got tew save it!”
Ole was buying a fountain pen. “I am buying dis pen for my vife,” he told th...