"A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to
a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks
inside.

As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the
bar:

COLD BEER: $2.00

HAMBURGER: $2.25

CHEESEBURGER: $2.50

CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50

HAND JOB: $50.00

Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole'
biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive
female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled
farmers.

She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.

"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"

The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he
whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"

She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I
sure am".

The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly,
"Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".


)

On Jun 25, 9:47*am, "Gregory Morrow" > wrote:
> "A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to
> a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks
> inside.
>
> As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the
> bar:
>
> COLD BEER: $2.00
>
> HAMBURGER: $2.25
>
> CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
>
> CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50
>
> HAND JOB: $50.00
>
> Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole'
> biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive
> female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled
> farmers.
>
> She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
>
> "Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
>
> The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he
> whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
>
> She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I
> sure am".
>
> The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly,
> "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
>
> )

Love it- thanks for a good laugh- you're full of P.& V. this morning!

Merryb wrote:

> On Jun 25, 9:47 am, "Gregory Morrow" > wrote:
>> "A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls
>> up to a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and
>> walks inside.
>>
>> As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over
>> the bar:
>>
>> COLD BEER: $2.00
>>
>> HAMBURGER: $2.25
>>
>> CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
>>
>> CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50
>>
>> HAND JOB: $50.00
>>
>> Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole'
>> biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive
>> female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled
>> farmers.
>>
>> She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
>>
>> "Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
>>
>> The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he
>> whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
>>
>> She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes,
>> yes, I sure am".
>>
>> The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly,
>> "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
>>
>>> o)
>
> Love it- thanks for a good laugh- you're full of P.& V. this morning!

Glad to oblige...I've been real busy the last coupla daze and I know you
folx have missed me terribly, thought I'd give y'all a few laffs...

;-P


--
Best
Greg

"Gregory Morrow" > wrote in message
m...
> Merryb wrote:
>
>> On Jun 25, 9:47 am, "Gregory Morrow" > wrote:
>>> "A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls
>>> up to a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and
>>> walks inside.
>>>
>>> As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over
>>> the bar:
>>>
>>> COLD BEER: $2.00
>>>
>>> HAMBURGER: $2.25
>>>
>>> CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
>>>
>>> CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50
>>>
>>> HAND JOB: $50.00
>>>
>>> Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole'
>>> biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive
>>> female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled
>>> farmers.
>>>
>>> She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
>>>
>>> "Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
>>>
>>> The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he
>>> whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
>>>
>>> She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes,
>>> yes, I sure am".
>>>
>>> The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly,
>>> "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
>>>
>>>> o)
>>
>> Love it- thanks for a good laugh- you're full of P.& V. this morning!
>
> Glad to oblige...I've been real busy the last coupla daze and I know you
> folx have missed me terribly, thought I'd give y'all a few laffs...
>
>
Cute joke... but I don't believe he was a real biker, or he'd have ordered a
few beers with that burger.. and a real biker wouldn't ever think about
washing hands! hehe

brooklyn1 wrote:

> "Gregory Morrow" > wrote in message
> m...
>> Merryb wrote:
>>
>>> On Jun 25, 9:47 am, "Gregory Morrow" > wrote:
>>>> "A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls
>>>> up to a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and
>>>> walks inside.
>>>>
>>>> As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging
>>>> over the bar:
>>>>
>>>> COLD BEER: $2.00
>>>>
>>>> HAMBURGER: $2.25
>>>>
>>>> CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
>>>>
>>>> CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50
>>>>
>>>> HAND JOB: $50.00
>>>>
>>>> Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the
>>>> ole' biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally
>>>> attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of
>>>> sun-wrinkled farmers.
>>>>
>>>> She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
>>>>
>>>> "Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
>>>>
>>>> The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he
>>>> whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
>>>>
>>>> She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes,
>>>> yes, I sure am".
>>>>
>>>> The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly,
>>>> "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
>>>>
>>>>> o)
>>>
>>> Love it- thanks for a good laugh- you're full of P.& V. this
>>> morning!
>>
>> Glad to oblige...I've been real busy the last coupla daze and I know
>> you folx have missed me terribly, thought I'd give y'all a few
>> laffs...
>>
>>
> Cute joke... but I don't believe he was a real biker, or he'd have
> ordered a few beers with that burger.. and a real biker wouldn't ever
> think about washing hands! hehe

<chuckle>

I'm trying to think how to turn this into a "Dykes on Bikes" joke for "***
Pride" month...


--
Best
Greg

On Thu, 25 Jun 2009 11:47:10 -0500, "Gregory Morrow"
> fired up random neurons and synapses to opine:

>
>
>"A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to
>a nice tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks
>inside.

<snip>

The DH and I both ride - forwarded this to him. He sez, "This had to
be a Victory rider."

OB: You can't do drive through fast food on a bike.

Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd...riding a Suzuki 650 Savage

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