For anybody that doesn't want to think too hard today, this is the post you have been waiting for.  No thinking involved - I promise.  If you feel uncomfortable with the portrayal of a nationality in the following, please insert Fred and Wilma in place of Ole and Lena.  

Ole gets home, runs into his house, slams the door and shouts, “Honey, I just von da lottery? Pack your bags!”

Lena says, “Great! Vhat should I pack for? Da ocean or da mountains?”

Ole is sitting at home alone when he hears a knock on the front door. There are two sheriff’s deputies there.

He asks if there is a problem. One of the deputies asks if he is married and, if so, can he see a picture of his wife.

Ole says, “Sure,” and shows him a picture of his wife, Lena.

The sheriff says, “I’m sorry sir, but it looks like your wife’s been hit by a truck.”