Motorcycles and Dishes
 
There's  this guy  who's in  the market  for a  
used Harley.  So he's shopping around,  answering 
ads in the  paper and not having much luck.
 
One day  he comes across  a beautiful classic  
Harley with a  "FOR SALE"
 
sign on  it. Upon  inspection, he  is amazed  to find  
the bike  in mint condition. He immediately tells the 
owner that he'll take it.
 
"This bike is beautiful  . But you got to tell me how  
you keep it in such good shape".

"Well", says the  owner, "It's pretty simple. Just make  
sure that if the bike is outside and it's going  to rain, 
rub Vaseline on the chrome.  It protects it from the rain. 
In fact, since you're buying the bike I'll give you my tube 
of Vaseline."
 
So the guy buys the bike and off  he goes (a happy biker) 
to show his girlfriend. She's ecstatic (being a Harley fan). 
That night he takes the Harley over to her parents house. 
It's the first time he will be meeting them and figures it 
will make a big impression.
 
When  the  couple  gets  to  the  house,  the  girlfriend  
grabs her boyfriends arm. "Honey, I got to tell you 
something about my parents before we go in.  When we eat 
dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the person who says 
anything during dinner has  to do the dishes."  "No problem", 
he says and in they go.

The boyfriend is astounded. Right smack in the middle  
of the living room is a huge stack of dirty  dishes. 
In the family room, another stack of  dishes. Piled up the  
stairs, dirty  dishes. In  fact, anywhere he looked were dirty 
dishes.
 
They sit  down to  dinner and  sure enough  nobody speaks.  
As dinner progresses the boyfriend decides to  take advantage 
of the situation.  So he leans  over and  kisses his  girlfriend. 
No  one says  a word.  So he decides to  reach over and fondle  
her breasts. He looks at her parents  but  they still say nothing.  
So he stands up, grabs his girlfriend, strips her naked and they  
make love right  on the dinner  table.
Still nothing.
 
"Her mom is kind of cute", he thinks. So he grabs her and 
has his way with her on the table. Again, total silence.
Then a few rain drops hit  the window pane and the boyfriend
realizes it's  starting  to  rain.  He  figures he'd  better  
take  care of the motorcycle. So he pulls the tube of Vaseline 
out of his pocket.

Suddenly the father stands up and shouts:

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT! I'LL DO THE DAMN DISHES."