The Harley, The Vaseline And Sex On The Dinner Table

This guy buys a secondhand Harley Davidson and comments on how the bike and the chrome in particular was in such good condition. He then asks how he has managed to keep it in such pristine condition, to which the owner replied that if he ever thought that it was about to rain he would rub Vaseline on the chrome to protect it from the rain.

The next night he rides over to his girlfriend’s house for dinner. Being the first time that he has gone over she meets him on the doorstep.

‘Hey Stud’ she whispers, ‘I gotta tell you something before you go in. ‘During dinner we don’t talk and anyone who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes.’

‘No problem’ he says as they go in.

He is shocked at the amount of unwashed dishes stacked everywhere. There are stacks in the living room, the family room and even on the stairs. Everywhere he looks he sees dirty dishes. As they sit down for dinner he notices that no-one was saying a word. As the dinner was progressing he thought that he may as well take advantage of the situation so he leans over and kisses his girlfriend. Not a word is said, so he decided to play with her breasts and still nothing. Taking the bull by the horns, he stands her up, strips her naked and has passionate sex with her leaning over the dinner table and still no-one says a word.

He looks over at the mother and thinking that she was looking pretty hot he decided to have his way with her as well and still nothing. He then notices a few raindrops hitting the tin roof and quickly whips out the jar of Vaseline so that he could take care of his new Harley, when suddenly the father stands up and shouts, ‘All right, all right! I’ll do the bloody dishes!’

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