A duded-up city rider walks into a seedy tavern in Sturgis, SD. He sits at
the bar and notices a grizzled old biker with his arms folded, staring
blankly at a full bowl of chili.
After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the newbie rider
bravely asks the old biker, "If you ain't gonna eat that, mind if I do?"
The old veteran of a thousands of rides slowly turns his head toward the young
pup and says, "Nah. You go ahead."
Eagerly, the guy wearing the shiny new leather fashions reaches over and
slides the bowl into his place and starts spoonin'
it in with delight. He gets nearly down to the bottom of the bowl and
notices a dead mouse in the chilli. The sight was shocking and he
immediately barfed up the chili back into the bowl.
The old biker quietly says, "Yep, that's as far as I got, too."
Ugh - wholly fucking christ man!
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Otis_Firefly wrote: Ugh - wholly fucking christ man!
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What?
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Bison: write 100 times in your blackboard:
I should not tell such kind of jokes.... :smash:
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nice 1 ollo