I am travelling to Helsinki for a network security conference next week. I am going with my partner Haroon to an F-Secure event, where he has been invited to address the delegates as the keynote speaker. This is my first real adventure as a bird man, and I needed to brush up on my Scandinavian repertoire. I remembered this old gem and found it on the Web ā this is a classic. At the conference I will be handing out business cards and breaking a lot of ice. When the moment is right, this old tale is going to get people smiling and talking. Laughter is always the best icebreaker and the right medicine. ā Ronnie Apteker
A virile, young Italian man was relaxing at his favourite bar in Rome, when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde. Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment, and after some small talk, they retired to his bedroom for sex.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile, “So… You finish?”
She paused for a second, frowned, and replied, “No.”
Surprised, the young man reached for her and the love-making resumed. This time she thrashes about wildly and there are screams of passion. The love-making ends, and again, the young man smiles, and again he asks, “You finish?”
And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and softly says, “No.”
Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the young man reaches for the woman again. Using the last of his strength, he barely manages it, but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping the bed sheets. The exhausted Italian falls onto his back, gasping. Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks again, “You finish?”
Barely able to speak, she whispers in his ear, “No, Iām Norwegian!”
