Fargo

A Norwegian from Sioux Falls, South Dakota, took a trip to Fargo. When he was in a bar there, an Indian on the next stool started talking to him in a friendly manner:
“Look”, said the Indian, “let’s have a little game. I’ll ask you a riddle. If you can answer it, I’ll buy you a drink. If you can’t, then you buy me one. Ok?”
“Ja, dat sounds purty good”, said the Norwegian.
The Indian said, “Ok, my father and my mother had one child. It wasn’t my brother. It wasn’t my sister. Who was it?”
The Norwegian scratched his head and finally said, “I give up. Who was it?”
“It was ME!” laughed the Indian. So the Norwegian paid for the drinks. When he went back to Sioux Falls, the Norwegian went into the bar and saw one of his friends:
“Sven”, he said, “I got a game. If you can answer a question, I’ll buy you a drink. If you can’t, you have to buy me vun. Fair enough?”
“Fair enough”, said Sven.
“Ok, the Norwegian said, “my father and mudder had vun child. It vasn’t my brudder. It vasn’t my sister, who vas it?”
“Search me”, said Sven. “I give up, who vas it?”
The Norwegian burst out laughing: “It vas some Indian up in Fargo, North Dakota!”


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