I have a bunch of Norski jokes, although most of them are really more along the lines of shaggy dog stories, and you really have to tell them with the accent. For example...
Sven, Ole, and Lars are at the diner one day, eating and reading the newspaper, when they notice that the Minnesota State Police are advertising for new recruits. They all agree that that would be a good job, so they set off to the state police offices to apply.
When they get there, the recruiting officer takes their details, and explains to them that he's going to give them some aptitude tests to see if they would make good police officers. He shows Sven a photo of a man briefly, then turns it over, and says, "OK, now tell me what you remember about the man." And Sven confidently says, "I would recognize dat feller anywhere, because he only got da one eye."
The recruiting officer's jaw drops, and he looks at the photo again, and then says, "He doesn't have one eye! It's a profile picture! Don't you know what that is?" Shaking his head, he moves onto Ole, showing him the picture briefly, covering it, and saying, "OK, tell me what you remember about the man." And Ole immediately says, "I would recognize dat feller anywhere! Because dat feller only got da one ear."
The recruiting officer angrily snaps, "It's a profile! Don't any of you know get that?" and he turns to Lars, and shows him the photo. Lars thinks for a moment, and then he says, "Dat feller wears da contact lenses." And the officer is amazed, because he happens to know that the man in the photo does wear contact lenses. He says, "That's amazing! You're right, but how did you know that?"
And Lars says, "Well, wid da one eye and da one ear, he ain't gonna be wearin' da regular glasses!"
I sort of feel like a sucker about aspiring to be intellectually rigorous when I could just go on twitter and say capitalism causes space herpes and no one will challenge me on it. - Hugh Akston