Joe wanted to buy a Harley motorcycle. He doesn’t have much luck, until one day, he comes across a Harley with a ‘For Sale’ sign on it.
The bike looks better than a new one, although it is 10 years old. It is shiny and in mint conditions
He buys it and asks the seller how he kept it in such great condition for 10 years.
“Well, it’s quite simple,”says the seller, “Whenever the bike is outside and it’s gonna rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain”, and he hands Joe a jar of Vaseline.
That night, his girlfriend, Sandra, invited him over to meet her parents.
Naturally, they rode the bike there.
Just before they entered the house, Sandra stops him and says, “I have to tell you something about my family. When we eat, we don’t talk. In fact, the FIRST person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes”.
“No problem”, Joe says.. And in they went.
Joe was shocked. Right in the middle of the living room was a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the kitchen was another huge stack of dishes. Piled up on the stairs, in the corridor, everywhere he looks!
They sat down for dinner, and sure enough, no one said a word.
As dinner progresses, Joe decided to take advantage of the situation.
He leans over and kisses Sandra.
No one said a word.
He reaches over and fondles her breasts.
Nobody said a word.
Fascinated, Joe stood up, grabs her, rips off her clothes, threw her on the table and screws her right there in front of her parents.
His girlfriend was a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and her mom, horrified! After Joe sat down, no one said a word.
He looks at her mum “She’s got a great body too!” He thought to himself.
So Joe grabs mom, bent her over the table, pulled down her panties, and screws her every which way but loose, right there on the dinner table.
She had a big orgasm, and Joe sat down again.
His girlfriend was furious, her dad was boiling, and mum was beaming from ear to ear. But still, total silence.
All of a sudden, there was a loud clap of thunder, and it started to rain.
Joe remembered his bike, so he pulled out the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.
Suddenly the father shouts.
“I’ll do the fuckin’ dishes…..!!”