A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to a tavern in the middle of nowhere, parks his bike and walks inside.

As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:

A COLD BEER: $2.00

HAMBURGER: $2.25

CHEESEBURGER: $2.50

CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50

HAND JOB: $50..00

Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the old biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.

She glides down behind the bar to the old biker.

"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"

The old biker leans over the bar. "I was wondering young lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"

She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs, "Why, yes, yes, I sure am".

The old biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, wash your hands real good, 'cos I want a cheeseburger".

good one! I didn't see that one coming

Older guys see things a little differently

Had to read it twice...couldn't figure out why he wanted a cheeseburger...

Shows you where my head is at today...

Hand job ????

Is it better than a cheeseburger ??

Rick.

:devious::devious:

Rick you have to still be able to get it up to understand this one mate!