- Jun 21, 2007
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A crusty old biker, on a summer ride in the country, walksinto atavern and sees a sign hanging over the bar:
CHEESEBURGER: $1.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH : $2.50
HAND-JOB: $10.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to thebar and beckons to one of the three exceptionally attractive womenserving drinks.
"Yes," she inquires with a knowing smile, "can I help you?"
"I was wondering," whispers the biker, "are youtheyoung ladywho gives the hand-jobs?"
"Yes," she purrs, "I am."
The old biker replies, "Well, go wash your hands, I want a
cheeseburger."
CHEESEBURGER: $1.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH : $2.50
HAND-JOB: $10.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to thebar and beckons to one of the three exceptionally attractive womenserving drinks.
"Yes," she inquires with a knowing smile, "can I help you?"
"I was wondering," whispers the biker, "are youtheyoung ladywho gives the hand-jobs?"
"Yes," she purrs, "I am."
The old biker replies, "Well, go wash your hands, I want a
cheeseburger."