magprob
Sep 26, 2008, 12:30 AM
A crusty old biker, on a summer ride in the country, walks into a tavern
And sees a sign hanging over the bar which reads:
CHEESEBURGER:
$1.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH :
$2.50
HAND JOB:
$1,000.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to the bar and
Beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender serving drinks to a
Meager looking group of farmers.
'Yes?' she inquires with a knowing smile, 'Can I help you?'
'I was wondering,' whispers the old biker, 'are you the young lady who gives
The hand-jobs?'
'Yes,' she purrs, I am.
The old biker replies, 'Well, wash your hands. I want a cheesburger.'
And sees a sign hanging over the bar which reads:
CHEESEBURGER:
$1.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH :
$2.50
HAND JOB:
$1,000.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to the bar and
Beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender serving drinks to a
Meager looking group of farmers.
'Yes?' she inquires with a knowing smile, 'Can I help you?'
'I was wondering,' whispers the old biker, 'are you the young lady who gives
The hand-jobs?'
'Yes,' she purrs, I am.
The old biker replies, 'Well, wash your hands. I want a cheesburger.'