Post by KR0NlK_FEW on Oct 27, 2004 16:02:43 GMT -8
Bob wanted to buy a motorcycle. He doesn't have much luck, until one day
he comes across a beautiful Honda Gold Wing with a for sale sign on it.
The bike seems even more beautiful than a new one, although it is 10
years old. It is shiny and in absolutely 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 Bob a jar of Vaseline. That night
Bob's girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her parents.
Naturally, they take the bike there.
But 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. Bob 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, Bob
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.
Bob remembers his motorcycle, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from
his pocket. Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts:
All right, enough! I'll do the fucking dishes!"
he comes across a beautiful Honda Gold Wing with a for sale sign on it.
The bike seems even more beautiful than a new one, although it is 10
years old. It is shiny and in absolutely 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 Bob a jar of Vaseline. That night
Bob's girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her parents.
Naturally, they take the bike there.
But 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. Bob 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, Bob
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.
Bob remembers his motorcycle, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from
his pocket. Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts:
All right, enough! I'll do the fucking dishes!"