Theres this guy whos in the market for a used motorcycle. Always wanted a nice big hog. So hes shopping around, answering ads in the newspaper,and not having much luck. One day he comes across a beautiful classic harley with a for sale sign on it. Upon inspection, he is amazed to find the bike in mint condition. He inquires about it with the owner: This bike is beautiful!! Ill take it. But you gotta tell me how you keep it in such good shape.

Well, says the seller, its pretty simple. Just make sure that if the bike is outside and its going to rain, rub vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain. In fact, since youre buying the bike I wont need my tube of vaseline anymore. Here, you can have it. and he hands the buyer a tube of vaseline.



So the guy buys the bike and off he goes, a happy biker. He takes the bike over to show his girlfriend. Shes ecstatic (being a harley fan). That night, he decides to ride the bike over to his girlfriends parents house. See, its the first time hes going to meet them and figures it will make a big impression. When the couple gets to the house, the girlfriend grabs her boyfriends arm.



Honey, she says, I gotta tell you something about my parents before we go in. When we eat dinner, we dont talk. In fact, the person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes.



No problem, he says. And in they go. The boyfriend is astounded. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the family room, a huge stack of dishes. Piled up the stairs, dirty dishes. In fact, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes.



They sit down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word. As dinner progresses, the boyfriend decides to take advantage of the situation. So he reaches over, grabs his girlfriend, strips her naked, and they make it on the dinner table. Of course no one says a word.



Her Moms gotta good bod…, he thinks. So he grabs his girlfriends Mom and ravishes her right there on the dinner table. Again, no one says a word. Then, the boyfriend notices it starting to rain, he better take care of the motorcycle. He pulls the vaseline from his pocket. The father stands up and shouts:



All right, Ill do the f@(#ing dishes!!