Ole was on his death bed. But before he died, he wanted to have one last taste
of lefse (potato crepe). Even as weak as he was, he was able to crawl out of bed
and go down the stairs to the kitchen. After about 20 minutes of agonizing pain
he reached the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door he slowly reached for the
lefse. He was just about to grab it when suddenly a hand came out from nowhere,
slapped his hand, and a voice boomed out, �Ole, that's for the Funeral!�
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