Vaseline Jar
> >>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 breasts.Still, nobody says a word. So he stands up,
> >>grabs her, rips her clothes off, throws her on the table, and screws 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
> >>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,
> >>thats enough, I'll do the fucking dishes!"