Well, Ole and Lena went to the same Lutheran Church. Lena went every
Sunday and taught Sunday School. Ole went on Christmas and Easter and
once in awhile he went on Sunday. On one of those Sundays, he was in
the pew right behind Lena and he noticed what a fine looking woman she
was. While they were taking up the collection, Ole leaned forward and
said, "Hey, Lena, how about you and me go to dinner in New Ulm next
Friday?" "Yah, Ole, that would be nice," said Lena. Well, Ole couldn't
believe his luck. All week long he polished up his old Ford, and on
Friday he picked Lena up and took her to the finest restaurant in New
When they sat down, Ole looked over at Lena and said, "Hey, Lena,
vould you like a cocktail before dinner?" "Oh, no, Ole," said Lena.
"Vat vould I tell my Sunday School class?" Well, Ole was set back a
bit, so he didn't say much until after dinner. Then he reached in his
pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Hey, Lena," said Ole
"vould you like a smoke?"
"Oh, no, Ole," said Lena . "Vat vould I tell
my Sunday School class?" Vell, Ole vas feeling pretty low after that,
so he just got in his Ford and vas driving Lena home when they passed
the Hot Springs Motel.
He'd struck out twice already, but he figured he had nothing to lose.
"Hey, Lena," said Ole, "how vould you like to stop at that motel with
me?" "Yah, Ole, that vould be nice," said Lena. Well, Ole couldn't
believe his luck. He did a U-turn right then and there across the
median and everything, and drove back to the motel and checked in
The next morning Ole got up first. He looked at Lena lying there in
the bed, her blond curls on the pillow. "what have I done? what have I
done?" thought Ole. He shook Lena and she woke up. "Lena, I've got to
ask you one thing," said Ole. "Vat are you going to tell your Sunday
School class?" "Lena said, "the same thing I alvays tell them. You don't
have to smoke or drink to have a good time!"