Sven and Ole were fishing when Sven pulled a cigar from his pocket. But he didn't have a lighter, so he asked Ole for a light. "Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter," Ole replied. He reached into his tackle box and pulled out a 12 inch BIC lighter. "Yimminy 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 tackle box," Ole said. "Could I see him?" asked Sven. Ole opened his tackle box again, and out popped the genie. Sven said, "Hey dere! I'm a goot friend uf yer master. Vill you grant me vun vish?" "Yes, I will," responded the genie. So Sven asked for a million bucks. The genie hopped back into the tackle box and left Sven sitting there, waiting for his million bucks. Suddenly, the sky begins to darken and the sound of a million ducks flying overhead and landing on the water is heard. Sven yelled to Ole, "Hey, I asked yer genie for a million BUCKS, not DUCKS." Ole answers, "Ya! I forgot to tell yew, the genie is hard uf hearing. Dew yew really tink I asked him fer a 12-inch BIC?"