It was a hot day in Minnesota . Helga hung out the wash to dry and then went downtown to pick up some dry cleaning. "Gootness, it's hotter dan hell today," she mused to herself as she walked down Main Street . She passed a tavern and thought, "Vy nodt?" So she walked in and took a seat at the bar. The bartender walked up and asked her what she would like to drink. "Ya know," Helga said in a timid voice, "I don't usually go into bars, but today I vill make an exception.. It is zo hot, I tink I'll have myself a cold beer." "Anheuser Busch?" the bartender asked. Helga blushed and timidly replied, "Vell fine, tanks, und how's yur viener?"