It was a hot day in Minnesota. Helga hung the wash, put a roast in the oven, then went downtown to pick up some dry cleaning. "Gudness, it's hot," she mused as she walked down Main Street. She passed by a tavern and thought, "vy nodt?"
Helga sat at the bar, and the bartender asked her what she would have. Helga said, "Yanno, it's soo hot, I tink I'll haff myself a cold beer." The bartender asked, "Anhauser Busch?"
Helga, surprised, replied, "Vell, fine, tanks. Undt how's your pecker?"