It was a hot day in Minnesota. Helga hung
the wash out to dry, put a roast in the oven, then went downstairs to pick up some dry
cleaning. "Gootness, it's hot," she mused to herself as she walked down Main
street.
She passed by a tavern and thought,
"Vy nodt?" so she walked in and took a seat at the bar. The bartender came up
and asked her what she would like to drink.
"Ya know," Helga said, "it
is so hot I tink I'll have myself zee cold beer."
The bartender asked, "Anheuser
Busch?"
Helga blushed and replied "Vell fine,
tanks, und how's yer pecker?"