A Visit to the Biker Bar
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Loading ...An old woman goes into a biker bar. She demands to talk to the leader. A tough-looking bearded biker stands up. “I wanna join your gang!” she says.
The biker thinks for a second. “Do you have any tatoos?” he asks.
“Sure,” as she bares her arm.
“Hmmm, do you have a leather jacket?”
“Out on my hog,” she says.
“Have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?”
“No, but I’ve been swung around the room by my tits!”
