I Want To Join Your Motorcycle Club!

A little old lady had always wanted to join a local biker club. One day she goes up and knocks on the door. A big, hairy bearded biker with tattoos all over his arms answers. She proclaims, "I want to join your club."

The guy was amused, but says she needs to meet certain requirements in order to join. The biker asks, "Do you have a motorcycle?"

The little old lady replies, "Yep... my bike's parked over there," and points to a Harley in the driveway.

The biker asks, "Do you drink?"

The little old lady replies, "Yep... drink like a fish. I'll drink any man in your club under the table."

The biker asks, "Do you smoke?"

The little old lady replies, "Yep...smoke like a chimney. At least 4 packs of cigarettes a day and a couple of cigars in the evening, while I'm shooting pool."

The biker is very impressed and asks, "Last question, have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?"

The little old lady thinks for a minute and says, "Nope... but I've been swung around by the nipples a few times."

I got one...

I guy walks into a yamaha dealership....

buys and R1........haaaaaaaaaaahahahaha

damn son, you are just full of R1 love tonight.  i seem to remember how well you liked mine when you rode it.

I know a joke... let's compare how many gixers you've crashed comapred to how many r1's i've crashed. LOL.

maybe R1's are better.  safer at least. ;)

haha ive crashed one gixxer if you dont count the busa lol(didnt lay it down) and dont curse yourself you know how that works.   haha dont hate me because I have midrange power ha