Joe 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 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. Just before they enter the house,
Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to tell you some thing 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
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
her right there, in front of her parents face. His girl friend 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 to himself. 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, that's enough; I'll do the fuckin' dishes!'
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 there. Just before they enter the house,
Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to tell you some thing 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
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
her right there, in front of her parents face. His girl friend 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 to himself. 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, that's enough; I'll do the fuckin' dishes!'
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