Ole and Sven were drinking buddies who worked as aircraft mechanics in
Minneapolis.

One day the airport was fogged in and they were stuck in the hangar with
nothing to do.

Ole said, 'I vish ve had somethin ta drink!'

Sven says, 'Me too. Y'know, I've hear you can drink dat yet fuel an get a
buzz. Ya vanna try it?'

So they pour themselves a couple of glasses of high octane hooch and got
completely smashed.

Next morning Ole woke up and is surprised at how good he feels. In fact he
feels GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects. Nothing!

The phone rang. It was Sven who asks 'How iss you feelin dis mornin?'

Ole says, 'I feel great. How bout you?'

Sven says, 'I feel great, too. Ya don't have no hangover?'

Ole says, 'No dat yet fuel iss great stuff -- no hangover, nothin. Ve oughta
do dis more often.'

Sven agreed. 'Yeah, vell, but dere's yust vun ting .'

Ole asked, 'Vat's da t?'

Sven questioned, 'Haff you farted yet?'

Ole stopped to think. 'No '

'Vell, DON'T, 'cause I'm in Milvaukee'