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Ole and Sven were holidaying on the beach in Florida while on vacation, and Sven couldn't seem to make it with any of the girls.
So he asked the local lifeguard for some advice.
"Man, it's obvious to me," says the lifeguard. "You're wearing them old baggy Minnesota style swimming trunks that make ya
look like an old geezer.
"They're years outta style. Your best bet is to grab yourselfa pair of Speedos - about two sizes too small - and drop a fist-sized potato down inside 'em. I'm tellin' ya man...you'll have all the babes ya want!"
The following day, Sven hits the beach with his spanking new, tight Speedos and his fist-sized potato. Everybody on the beach
was disgusted as he walked by, covering their faces, turning away, some laughing, some looking sick!
So Ole went back to the lifeguard again and asked him,
"Vat's wrong now? Sven still isn't picking up babes."
"Holy Cow!" said the lifeguard. "The potato goes in front!"
So he asked the local lifeguard for some advice.
"Man, it's obvious to me," says the lifeguard. "You're wearing them old baggy Minnesota style swimming trunks that make ya
look like an old geezer.
"They're years outta style. Your best bet is to grab yourselfa pair of Speedos - about two sizes too small - and drop a fist-sized potato down inside 'em. I'm tellin' ya man...you'll have all the babes ya want!"
The following day, Sven hits the beach with his spanking new, tight Speedos and his fist-sized potato. Everybody on the beach
was disgusted as he walked by, covering their faces, turning away, some laughing, some looking sick!
So Ole went back to the lifeguard again and asked him,
"Vat's wrong now? Sven still isn't picking up babes."
"Holy Cow!" said the lifeguard. "The potato goes in front!"
