A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to a tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks inside.

As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:

COLD BEER: $2.00

HAMBURGER: $2.25

CHEESEBURGER: $2.50

CHICKEN SANDWICH : $3.50

HAND JOB: $50.00

Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole' biker  walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.

She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.

"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"

The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"

She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I sure am".

The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger."

;D    ;D    ;D

Man, that was good.

hahaha!!! nice, very nice.

classic

That was at the Cafe Risque off I-75 down around Ocala.  

That made me chuckle.

Everytime I eat the local food here I have to try not to think about what Iraqis do with their left hand!

Everytime I eat the local food here I have to try not to think about what Iraqis do with their left hand!

Now hat would make me go on instant diet.

Everytime I eat the local food here I have to try not to think about what Iraqis do with their left hand!

Kinda makes those MREs a little more appealing.

Everytime I eat the local food here I have to try not to think about what Iraqis do with their left hand!

I feel the same way about my school's cafeteria LOL

You wanna hear a big, dirty joke?

An elephant fell down in the mud.