- Joined
- Dec 10, 2009
- Location
- Guntersville
The Newfie Bic Lighter
Raymond and Ralph were fishing on the
Newfoundland shoreline when Bob
pulled out a cigar. Finding he had
no matches,he asked Ralph for a light.
'Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter,'
Ralph replied with a Newfoundland
accent, and then reaching into his tackle
box, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches long.
'Holy shit, man!' exclaimed Bob,taking
the huge Bic Lighter in his hands.
'Where'd yew git dat monster?'
'Well,' replied Ralph,
'I got it from my Genie.'
'You haff a Genie?' Bob asked.
'Ya, shure. It's right here in my tackle
box,' says Ralph.
'Could I see him?'
Ralph opens his tackle box and
sure enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the Genie,Bob says,
'Hey dere! I'm a good buddy of
your master. Will you grant me
one wish?'
'Yes, I will,' says the Genie.
So Bob asks the Genie for a
million bucks. The Genie disappears
back into the tackle box leaving
Bob sitting there waiting for his million
bucks. Shortly,the Newfoundland sky
darkens and is filled with the sound of
a million ducks....
flying & shittin directly overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks
Bob yells at Ralph,
'What the hell? I asked for a million
bucks, not a million ducks!'
Ralph answers,
'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie
is hard of hearing. Do yew really tink
I asked for a 10 inch Bic?'
Raymond and Ralph were fishing on the
Newfoundland shoreline when Bob
pulled out a cigar. Finding he had
no matches,he asked Ralph for a light.
'Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter,'
Ralph replied with a Newfoundland
accent, and then reaching into his tackle
box, he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches long.
'Holy shit, man!' exclaimed Bob,taking
the huge Bic Lighter in his hands.
'Where'd yew git dat monster?'
'Well,' replied Ralph,
'I got it from my Genie.'
'You haff a Genie?' Bob asked.
'Ya, shure. It's right here in my tackle
box,' says Ralph.
'Could I see him?'
Ralph opens his tackle box and
sure enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the Genie,Bob says,
'Hey dere! I'm a good buddy of
your master. Will you grant me
one wish?'
'Yes, I will,' says the Genie.
So Bob asks the Genie for a
million bucks. The Genie disappears
back into the tackle box leaving
Bob sitting there waiting for his million
bucks. Shortly,the Newfoundland sky
darkens and is filled with the sound of
a million ducks....
flying & shittin directly overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks
Bob yells at Ralph,
'What the hell? I asked for a million
bucks, not a million ducks!'
Ralph answers,
'Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie
is hard of hearing. Do yew really tink
I asked for a 10 inch Bic?'