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A friend sent me this one....
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
HANDJOB: $10.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to
the bar and beckons to one of the three exceptionally attractive
women 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 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
cheeseburger."
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
HANDJOB: $10.00
Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to
the bar and beckons to one of the three exceptionally attractive
women 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 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
cheeseburger."
