THE BIKER
A member of a Hells Angels motor bike gang stops by the Harley Shop to
have his bike fixed. The shop couldn't repair it while he waited, so he said since he didn't live far away he would just walk home.
On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket
and an anvil. He stopped by the feed store/livestock dealer and picked up a couple of chickens and a goose. However, he now had a problem, how to
carry all of his purchases home..
The store owner said, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket, carry
ing the bucket in one hand, put a chicken undereach arm and carry the goose in your other hand?"
"Hey, thanks!" the biker said, and out the door he went.
In the parking lot he was approached by a little old lady who told him
she was lost. She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane?"
The biker said, "Well, as a matter of fact, I live at 1616 Mockingbird
Lane. Let's take the short cut and go down this alley. We'll be there in no time."
The little old lady looked him over cautiously then said, "I am a
lonely widow without a husband to defend me. You are a rough looking biker.
How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, pull up my skirt and ravish me?"
The biker said, "Holy Jesus lady! I am carrying a bucket, an anvil,
two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up
against the wall and do that?"
The lady said, "Set the goose down, cover him with the bucket, put the
anvil on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the chickens."