Ole and Lena came over from the old country, and settled in on a farm way up in NW Minnesota, not far from the Red River.
They managed to scratch out a living, but Ole was a talented painter, and he began making a little extra money in the winters by painting portraits.
His skill as a skilled portrait artist eventually became known all the way down in the cities.
One cold January afternoon, a long limo pulled into the yard, and a beautiful young woman stepped out and knocked on the front door.
Ole let the woman in, and after introductions, she asked "Ole I'm a huge admirer of your work. I'll pay you fifty thousand dollars to paint me...in the nude."
Ole turned beat red, and after thinking for a minute, said "Vell, dats a lot of money, but I don't know. Give me a second and I'll ask Lena vat she tinks."
Ole heads back into the kitchen, and after at least 10 minutes, he comes back, looking a little sheepish.
"Lena says ok to do Dat. For da fifty t'ousand. But I'm gonna hafta leave my socks on. I need some vere to wipe da brush."