A Visit to the Biker Bar

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!”

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