End of week humour

[doris]

A biker stops by the local Harley Shop to have his bike fixed. They
couldn't do it while he waited, so he said he didn't live far and would
just walk home.

On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket and an anvil. He then stopped by the feed store/livestock dealer and picked up a couple of chickens and a goose. However, struggling outside the store he now had a problem: how to carry all of his purchases home.
While he is scratching his head he was approached by a little old ladywho told him she was lost. She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane?"
The biker said, "Well, as a matter of fact, I live at 1616 Mockingbird
Lane. I would walk you home but I can't carry this lot"

The old lady suggested, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket,
carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in your other hand?"

"Why thank you very much," he said and proceeded to walk the old girl
home.
On the way he says "Let's take my short cut and go down this alley.
We'll be there in no time."
The little old lady looked him over cautiously then said, "I am a lonely
widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, pull up my skirt, and ravish me?"

The biker said, "Holy smokes lady! I am carrying a bucket, an anvil,
two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up
against the wall and do that?"

The lady replied, "Set the goose down, cover him with the bucket, put
the anvil on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the chickens."

 

[ongolo]

Now that was a good one, Talking about Harleys.

Mr Harley died and went to heaven. At the Gate he was asked who he was, he said his name was Mr.Harley. He was then told he could have a wish, because his motorcycles gave so much pleasure to so many people.

He considered a bit, and said "I would like to hang out with god himself"

The wish was granted and he met God. And they had discussions.

One day Mr.Harley said "God,you designed woman right?", Yes said God, what about it?

Mr Harley said "Yes, but woman have a desingn fault"

God said "How so?"

Mr Harley said : "yes, the inlet is too close to the exhaust, they have too much overhung and chatter at high speed"

God said "wait" and busied himself on his computer.

After a while God looked up and said "but despite of these design faults, a lot more men ride my model than yours"

 

[jjj]

Bikers ride Harley so here goes,
Three men where sitting in a sauna.
suddenly the there was a beeping sound.One of the men pressed his forearm and the beeping stopped.
The others looked at his questioningly "that was my pager" he said "I have a mircochip under my skin"
A few minutes later a phone rang.The second man lifted his palm to his ear. When he had finished, he explained. "That was my mobile phone i have a mircochip in my hand"
The third man, an old scooter tramp felt very low tech. Not to be outdone, He stepped out of the sauna and when to the bathroom. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his As*. The others two men raised their eyebrows and stared at him.
The biker shrugged. "Well, will you look at that" he said "I'am gettin' another Fax."