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The Old Man and the Bikers
A scruffy old man was eating at a truck stop, when three bikers walked in.
The first walked up to the old man, pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, and then took a seat at the counter.
The second walked up, spit into the old man's milk, and then took a seat at the counter.
The third walked up, turned over the old man's plate, and then took a seat at the counter.
Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner.
Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, "Humph, not much of a man, was he?"
The waitress replied, "Not much of a truck driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles."
A scruffy old man was eating at a truck stop, when three bikers walked in.
The first walked up to the old man, pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, and then took a seat at the counter.
The second walked up, spit into the old man's milk, and then took a seat at the counter.
The third walked up, turned over the old man's plate, and then took a seat at the counter.
Without a word of protest, the old man quietly left the diner.
Shortly thereafter, one of the bikers said to the waitress, "Humph, not much of a man, was he?"
The waitress replied, "Not much of a truck driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles."