NH94YJ
03-31-2001, 07:36 PM
A petite, little old lady had always wanted to join a local biker club in town. One day she goes up and knocks on the door. A big, hairy, bearded scruffy biker
with blue tattoos all over his arms answers. She proclaims boldly, "I want to join your club, punk-kid."
The biker guy was amused, but says she needs to meet certain biker requirements in order to join. The biker asks, "Do you have a motorcycle?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...my bike's parked over there", and proudly points to a Harley Davidson Hog, parked in the driveway.
The scruffy biker asks, "Do you drink?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...drink like a big mouth Bass-fish. I'll drink any wimpy-man in your club under the table in a New York minute, and that's three
and one half seconds, Sonny."
The tall-tattoed burly biker asks, "Do you smoke?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...smoke like a chimney on fire. At least 4 packs of cigarettes a day and a couple of Cuban cigars in the evening, while I'm shooting pool at the beer-joint."
The hairy biker is very impressed and asks, "Last question, have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?"
The little old lady thinks for a minute and says, "Nope ... but I've been swung around by my nipples a few times."
with blue tattoos all over his arms answers. She proclaims boldly, "I want to join your club, punk-kid."
The biker guy was amused, but says she needs to meet certain biker requirements in order to join. The biker asks, "Do you have a motorcycle?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...my bike's parked over there", and proudly points to a Harley Davidson Hog, parked in the driveway.
The scruffy biker asks, "Do you drink?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...drink like a big mouth Bass-fish. I'll drink any wimpy-man in your club under the table in a New York minute, and that's three
and one half seconds, Sonny."
The tall-tattoed burly biker asks, "Do you smoke?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep...smoke like a chimney on fire. At least 4 packs of cigarettes a day and a couple of Cuban cigars in the evening, while I'm shooting pool at the beer-joint."
The hairy biker is very impressed and asks, "Last question, have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?"
The little old lady thinks for a minute and says, "Nope ... but I've been swung around by my nipples a few times."