Olaf Swenson, out in his pasture in Northern Minnesota, took a lightning-quick kick from a cow... right in his crotch. Writhing in agony, he fell to the ground. As soon as he could manage, he took himself to the doctor. He : How bad is it Doc? I'm going on my honeymoon next veek and my fiance Lena , is still a Virgin - in every vay. The doctor told him Olaf, I'll have to put your willy in a splint to let it heal & keep it straight. It should be okay next week, but leave it on dere as long as you can.
He took four tongue depressors & formed a neat little 4-sided splint & taped it all together...quite an impressive work of art. Olaf mentioned none of this to Lena, married her & they went on their honeymoon to Duluth . That night in the Motel 6, Lena ripped open her blouse to reveal her beautiful, untouched breasts. She said: Olaf.. you're the first vun! No vun has EVER seen deez. Olaf immediately dropped his pants & replied: Look at dis Lena ......still in DA CRATE!
