Motorbike
Joe wanted to buy a motorbike. He doesnt 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,
its quite simple, really," says the seller, "whenever the bike
is outside and
its going to rain,
rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the
rain." And he hands
Joe 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 dont talk. In fact, the first person who says
anything during
dinner has to do the dishes."
"No problem," he says. And in they go.
Joe
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,
Joe 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 has sex with her, in front of
her parents.
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. "Shes
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.
Joe 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,
thats enough,
Ill do the damn dishes"
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