So this guy has always dreamed of owning a Harley Davidson.
One day, after saving enough money, he goes to a Harley dealer, where
he picks out the perfect bike. The dealer tells him about an old
biker trick that will keep the chrome on his new bike free from rust.
The dealer tells him that all he has to do is to keep a jar of
Vaseline handy and put it on the chrome before it rains, and
everything will be fine.
A few months later, the young man meets a woman and falls in love.
She asks him to come home and meet her parents over dinner. He
readily accepts, and the date is set.
At the appointed time, he picks her up on his Harley and they ride to
her parents' house. Before they go in, she tells him that they have a
family tradition that whoever speaks first after dinner does the
dishes. And get this, there's a weeks worth of dishes in the sink.
After a delicious dinner, everyone sits quietly, waiting for the
first person to break the silence and get stuck doing the dishes.
After a long 15 minutes, the young man decides to speed things up. He
reaches over and kisses his woman in front of her family. No one says
a word. Emboldened, he slips his hand under her blouse and fondles
her breasts. Still no one says a word. Finally, he throws her on the
table and has sex with her in front of everyone. No one says a word.
Now he is getting desperate, so he grabs her mother and throws HER on
the table. They have even wilder sex. Still no one speaks. By now, he
is thinking what to do next when the lights flicker and they hear
thunder in the distance. His first thought is to protect the chrome
on his Harley, so he gets his jacket, reaches in his pocket and pulls
out his jar of Vaseline.
The father says, "OK, dammit. I'll do the dishes!!!!"