LUNCH SPECIALS
 

A crusty old biker, on a summer ride in the country, walks into a
tavern and sees a sign hanging over the bar which reads:

CHEESEBURGER: $1.50

CHICKEN SANDWICH: $2.50

HAND JOB: $10.00

Checking his wallet for the necessary payment, he walks up to the bar
and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender serving
drinks to a meager looking group of farmers.

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

"I was wondering," whispers the old biker, "are you the young lady
who gives the hand-jobs?"

"Yes," Debra purrs, "I am."

The old biker replies, "Well wash your hands, I want a cheeseburger."
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I can't wait to get to work to tell that one tomorrow.... :mrgreen:

:lol: :lol: I'm never going to feel good about going to get a hamburger again! :lol:

:lol: :lol: :lol: I LOVE IT!

:D