OK, makes me think of my favorite northern Minnesota joke (N. MN is full of 
scandinavians...Scandinavian Americans, if you prefer).  And it's where I 
grew up.

Toivo's house burned to the ground one day and the coroner was having 
trouble identifying a body.  So he called Sven, one of Toivo's good buddies 
and asked him to come down to the morgue to identify the body.  Sven looked 
and said "boy, he really is burnt...I can't tell...vy don't you roll him 
ofer".  Puzzled, the coroner did as he said.  Sven instantly said, "no, 
dat's not Toivo" and then left.

So the coroner figured Sven had probably been into the grog that morning 
and didn't really know what he was talking about, so he called Toivo's 
other best friend, Ole, and asked him to come down to the morgue.  Ole 
showed up and said, "boy, dat body is really burnt...I can't tell if dat's 
Toivo or not...can you roll him ofer?".  So the coroner rolled him over and 
Ole said, "no, dat's not Toivo".   The coroner couldn't take it any longer, 
so he asked Ole why both he and Sven had requested that he roll Toivo over 
to identify him.  "Vell, it's because Toivo had 2 ashholes", replied 
Ole.  "And how do you know dat" asked the coroner.  "Vell because everytime 
Sven and I vent to town with him everyone vould say 'here comes Toivo wit 
da 2 ashholes'!"

OK, now back to work.

John Lee



At 07:47 AM 2/9/06 -0600, Shahan, Ray wrote:
>Three Rednecks were working on the BellSouth tower - Steve, Bruce and
>Jed. Steve fell off and was killed instantly.
>
>As the ambulance takes the body away, Bruce says, "Someone should go
>and tell his wife."
>
>Jed says, "OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I'll do it."
>
>Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of Budweiser.
>
>Bruce says, "Where did you get that, Jed?"
>
>"Steve's wife gave it to me," Jed replies.
>
>"That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she
>gave you beer?"
>
>Well, not exactly", Jed says.  "When she answered the door, I  said to
>her, 'You must be Steve's widow'."
>
>She said, "No, I'm not a widow."
>
>And I said, "I'll bet you a case of Budweiser you are".
>
>
>Ray Shahan
>Life is not a journey to the grave with the
>intention of arriving safely in a pretty and
>well preserved body, but rather to skid in
>broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out,
>and loudly proclaiming:
>-- WOW!!! What a Ride
>
>
>
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