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whos doing the washing up

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  • 25-05-2008 1:54pm
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    Joe wanted to buy a motorbike. He doesn't have much luck until one day;
    he comes across a Harley with a 'For Sale' sign on it.The bike seems
    even better than a new one, although it is 10 Years old. It is shiny and
    in absolute mint condition. He immediately buys it, and asks the seller
    how he kept it in such great condition for 10 years. "Well, it's quite
    simple, really," says the seller, "whenever the bike is outside and it's
    going to 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, invites him over to meet her parents.
    Naturally, they take the bike there.But just before they enter the
    house; Sandra stops him and says, "I have to tell you something about my
    family before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the
    first person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes."

    "No problem," he says. And in they go. Joe is shocked. Right smack in
    the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the
    kitchen is another huge stack of dishes. Piled up on the stairs, in the
    corridor, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes.They sit down to dinner and,
    sure enough, no one says a word.

    As dinner progresses, Joe decides to take advantage of the situation so
    he leans over and kisses Sandra. No one says a word. So he reaches over
    and fondles her boobs. Still, nobody says a word. So he stands up, grabs
    her, rips her clothes off, throws her on the table, and has his way with
    her right there, in front of her parents. His girlfriend is a little
    flustered, her dad is obviously livid, and her mom horrified when he
    sits back down, but no one says a word.

    He looks at her mom. "She's got a great body," he thinks. So he grabs
    the mom, bends her over the dinner table, and again has his way with her
    every which way right there on the dinner table. Now his girlfriend is
    furious and her dad is boiling, but still, total silence. All of a
    sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain.

    Joe remembers his bike, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.

    Suddenly the father backs away from the table and shouts, "All right,
    that's enough, I'll do the f*****g dishes!"


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