Ole Olson is on his deathbed, knows the end is near, and is with his nurse, his wife, his daughter and his two sons.
"So", he says to them, "My oldest son Swen, I want you to take the Minnetonka houses; daughter Lena, take the apartments over in Edina; son Rasmus, I want you to take the offices over on Hennepin; and Gunhild, my dear wife, please take all the residential buildings downtown."

The nurse is just blown away by all this, and as Ole slips away, she says, "Mrs. Olson, your husband must have been such a hardworking man to have accumulated all this property."

Gunhild replies, "Property?...The idiot had a paper route!"

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Friend of mine, on a train with his father on their way to enroll him in college, was impressed by his father's knowledge of every whore house in every little town they went through �

� whose heavy loads of laundry the old man did, on contract.