Joe wanted to buy a motorbike. 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 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 over there.
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.
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 hallway, everywhere he looks, dirty
dishes.
They sit down to dinnerand, 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 screws her right there in front of her parents.
His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and
her mum horrified when he sits back down, but no one says a word.
He looks at her mum. "She's got a great body," he thinks. So he grabs
the mum, 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."alright,
alright, that's enough, I'll do the f**king dishes!"
2006-09-14
04:09:06
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