01-12-2009, 12:25pm
A bike story
Bob wanted to buy a motorcycle. He doesn't have much luck until, one day,
he comes across a Harley with a 'for sale' sign on it. The bike seems even
better than a new one, although it is 10 years old. It is shiny and in
absolute mint condition. He immediately buys it, and asks the seller how he
kept it in such great condition for 10 years. 'Well, it's quite simple,
really,' says the seller, 'whenever the bike is outside and it's going torain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain.' And he
hands Bob a jar of Vaseline.
That night his girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her parents...
Naturally, they take the bike there. But just before they enter the house,
Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to tell you something about my family
before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the first
person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes.' 'No problem,'
he says. And in they go.
Bob is shocked. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack
of dirty dishes. In the kitchen is another huge stack of dishes. Piled up
on the stairs, in the corridor, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes. They sit
down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word.
As dinner progresses, Bob decides to take advantage of the situation. So he
leans over and kisses Sandra... No one says a word. So he reaches over and
fondles her breasts. Still, nobody says a word. So he stands up, grabs her,
rips her clothes off, throws her on the table, and screws her right there,
in front of her parents face.
His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and her
mom horrified when he sits back down, but no one says a word.
He looks at her mom. 'She's got a great body,' he thinks. So he grabs the
mom, bends her over the dinner table, and has his way with her every which
way right there on the dinner table. Now his girlfriend is furious and her
dad is boiling, but still, total silence.
All of a sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain. Bob
remembers his bike, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.
Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts, 'All right, that's
enough, I'll do the fuckin dishes.
Bob wanted to buy a motorcycle. He doesn't have much luck until, one day,
he comes across a Harley with a 'for sale' sign on it. The bike seems even
better than a new one, although it is 10 years old. It is shiny and in
absolute mint condition. He immediately buys it, and asks the seller how he
kept it in such great condition for 10 years. 'Well, it's quite simple,
really,' says the seller, 'whenever the bike is outside and it's going torain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain.' And he
hands Bob a jar of Vaseline.
That night his girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her parents...
Naturally, they take the bike there. But just before they enter the house,
Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to tell you something about my family
before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the first
person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes.' 'No problem,'
he says. And in they go.
Bob is shocked. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack
of dirty dishes. In the kitchen is another huge stack of dishes. Piled up
on the stairs, in the corridor, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes. They sit
down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word.
As dinner progresses, Bob decides to take advantage of the situation. So he
leans over and kisses Sandra... No one says a word. So he reaches over and
fondles her breasts. Still, nobody says a word. So he stands up, grabs her,
rips her clothes off, throws her on the table, and screws her right there,
in front of her parents face.
His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and her
mom horrified when he sits back down, but no one says a word.
He looks at her mom. 'She's got a great body,' he thinks. So he grabs the
mom, bends her over the dinner table, and has his way with her every which
way right there on the dinner table. Now his girlfriend is furious and her
dad is boiling, but still, total silence.
All of a sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain. Bob
remembers his bike, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.
Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts, 'All right, that's
enough, I'll do the fuckin dishes.
Regards
Andy
Live life like it's the 2 minute warning
My Way is the Highway
When life throws you a curve..lean into it
Andy
Live life like it's the 2 minute warning
My Way is the Highway
When life throws you a curve..lean into it