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March 2015Some of the 91 people who made reservations and had dinner with us in March, 2015. More photos.
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Recent News
Roger Rodeberg stays in touch with the Club and has found some stories to share with us.
Ole the Norwegian Salesman from Minnesota Ole, the smoothest-talking Norske in the Minnesota National Guard and a natural born salesman, got called up to active duty. Ole's first assignment was in a military induction center. Because he was a good talker, they assigned him the duty of advising new recruits about government benefits, especially the GI life insurance, to which they were entitled. The officer in charge soon noticed that Ole was getting a 99% sign-up rate for the more expensive supplemental form of GI insurance. This was remarkable, because it cost these low-income recruits $30 per month for the higher coverage, compared to what the government was already providing at no charge. The officer decided he'd sit in the back of the room at the next briefing and observe Ole's sales pitch. Ole stood up before the latest group of inductees and said…"If you haf da normal GI insurans an' yoo go to Afghanistan an' get yourself killed, da governmen' pays yer beneficiary $20,000. If yoo take out da supplemental insurans, vich cost you only t'irty dollars a mont , den da governmen' got ta pay yer beneficiary $200,000! Now, Ole concluded, Vich bunch you tink dey gonna send ta Afghanistan first? Click here to read some others. |
DO YOU HAVE ANY OLE JOKES? Here's a couple of favorites. They may have been sent by Howard Baumgart.
Today, a hooded robber burst into the Isanti First National Bank and at gunpoint forced the tellers to load all the cash into a plain brown bag.
As the robber approached the door, one brave customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off, revealing the robbers face. Without a moments hesitation, the robber shot the customer. He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the tellers looking straight at him. the robber instantly shot and killed her also. Everyone in the bank, by now horrified, stared down at the floor in silence. The robber yelled, "Well did anyone else see my face?" There was a long moment of dead silence in which everyone was terrified to speak. Then, one old Norwegian named OLE cautiously raised his hand and said, "I tink my vife got a pretty gud look at yew!" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Two Minnesota mechanical engineers were standing at the base of a flagpole, looking up. A woman walks by and asks what they were doing. "Ve're supposed to find da height of da flagpole," said Sven, "but ve don't haff a ladder." The woman took a wrench from her purse, loosened a few bolts, and laid the pole down. Then she took a tape measure from her pocketbook, took a measurement, announced, "Eighteen feet, six inches," and walked away. Ole shook his head and laughed. "Ain't dat just like a voman! Ve ask for da height and she gives us da length!" |