So...Rev. Olav Knudson retired...and he and his wife Olga moved into a small house in Westbrook ....
And one day Olav says to Olga....Uffda...Jeg er not so perky anymore...Jeg tink I'll talk vit Ol' Doc Carlson....
Aftern checking Olav over a bit....Doc sez.... Pastor...I tink vat you really need is a little snort of whisky every day...

Oh...neida...sez the good reverand.... Jeg can not do dat...Jeg havf never drank...and Olga would not allow any booze in the house under any circumstance.

vel...Doc sez..... why don't you sneak in a container of whisky to your bathroom...then every morning when you shave...have a little snort.

So...that's what the gude pastor done......

A couple of veeks and Olga runs into Ol Doc Carlson and sez...

Vel Vel Vel Doc...Jeg don't know vat you gav the good pastor...but, my my my...he has a new spring in his step....a gleam in his eye...and is even a little frisky in bed again..... De only ting....Jeg tink he's getting senile.

Oh...sez Doc...and vhy vould you tink dat ?

Vel...sez Olga....Almost every day he's shaving about 15 times a day now.