Three Norskis were working at the top of a phone tower:
As they start their descent, Olaf slips, falls off the tower, and is killed instantly.
As the ambulance takes the body away, Leif says, ‘Well, shoot, someone’s gotta go and tell Olaf’s wife.
Jonsan says, ‘OK, I’m pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I’ll do it.’
Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of Beer.
Leif says, ‘Where’d you get the beer?’ ‘Olaf’s wife gave it to me,’ Jonsan replies.
‘That’s unbelievable, you told the Missus her husband was dead and she gave you a case of beer?’
‘Well, not exactly’, Jonsan says. ‘When she answered the door, I said to her, “you must be Olaf’s widow.”
She said, ‘You must be mistaken.. I’m not a widow.’
Then I said, ‘I’ll betcha a case of beer you are.’
Norskis are good at that sensitive stuff.