|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
 |
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
NEWS
AND OTHER STUFF FROM THE MEANEST
BIKER THUGS IN NORTHEAST OHIO |
||
|
Friday, September 30, 2005 |
|
|
A man on a desert island... A man is stranded on a desert island, all alone for ten years. One day, he sees a speck in the horizon. He thinks to himself, "It's not a ship." The speck gets a little closer and he thinks, "It's not a boat." The speck gets even closer and he thinks, "It's not a raft."Then, out of the surf comes this gorgeous blonde woman, wearing a wet suit and scuba gear. She comes up to the guy and she says, "How long has it been since you've had a cigarette?" "Ten years!" he says. She reaches over, unzips a waterproof pocket on her left sleeve and pulls out a pack of fresh cigarettes. He takes one, lights it, takes a long drag and says, "Man, oh man! Is that good!" Then she asks, "How long has it been since you've had a drink of whiskey?" He replies, "Ten years!" She reaches over, unzips her waterproof pocket on the right, pulls out a flask and gives it to him. He takes a long swig and says, "Wow, that's fantastic!" Then she starts unzipping this long zipper that runs down the front of her wet suit and she says to him, "And how long has it been since you've had some REAL fun?" And the man replies, "My God! Don't tell me you've got a motorcycle in there!" Posted by C.L. Smith @ 4:26 PM |
|
|
||
|
||
|
||
All material on
this blog is property of the owners. This site is a private organization
of
motorcycle enthusiasts and any misuse of the information will cause
great pain to you
and your loved-ones through a series of illegal charms and curses. So
there!
You can email the
webmaster by clicking HERE.
The webmaster can ignor you by clicking DELETE.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home