Oct 282013
 

genie bottleBob and Ralph were on the  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 ,’ Ralph replied with an Irish accent, and then reaching into his tackle box, he pulled out a Bic 10 inches long.

‘My God, 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 .’

‘You haff a fecking 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 pal 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 Irish sky Darkens and is filled with the sound of a million ducks flying 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?’

Image courtesy of Victor Habbick at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

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