Helga and Sven got married in St. Paul. They planned to
honeymoon in Helga's aunt's cabin in Duluth. They caught
a bus that was filled with deer hunters.

About 30 minutes out of St. Paul the bus broke down right
next to a nice hotel. Sven said to Helga, "Helga, there'sa
comfortable hotel right here. How about consummating
our marriage?"

Helga replied, "No.  I vant to wait till ve get to Duluth."

The repaired bus took off. Fifty miles down the road,
it broke down again. This time it was next to a good
looking motel.

Sven turned to Helga and asked, "Look Helga.  There's
a nice motel. Can ve consummate our marriage?"

Helga said, "No. I vant to wait till ve get to Duluth."

The bus was repaired and off they went. Ten miles down
the road, the bus broke down. This time they were out in
the woods. However, there  was a little  clearing out of
the sight of the bus.

Helga turned to Sven, "I tink ve should go back into the
voods and do it."

Later when they returned the bus, Sven asked Helga, "Earlier
ve vere next to a nice hotel and you said "No". Then, ve vere
by a motel and you said "No". But, here ve vent  out into the
grassy voods and did it. Why?"

Helga said, "I vas listening to the hunters. They said if the
bus broke down again, the fucking season vould be over."