Biker

[jimbob2002]

A biker stops by the Harley shop to have his bike fixed. They couldn't
do it while he waited, so he said he didn't live far and would just walk
home.

On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket and
an anvil. He stopped by the market and picked up a couple of live
chickens and a goose.
However, he now had a problem: how to carry all of his purchases home.

The owner said, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket, carry the
bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in
your other hand?"
"Hey, thanks!" the biker said, and out the door he went.

But in the car park he was approached by a little old lady who told him
she was lost. She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 13 Mockingbird
Lane?" The biker said, "Well, as a matter of fact, I live at 16
Mockingbird Lane. Let's take my short cut and go down this alley. We'll
be there in no time."
The little old lady looked him over cautiously, then said, "I am a
lonely widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that when we
get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, pull up my
skirt, and ravish me?"

The biker said, "Holy smoke, lady! I'm carrying a bucket, an anvil, two
chickens and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up
against the wall and do that?"
The little old lady said, "Well, you could put the goose down, cover him
with the bucket, put the anvil on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the
chickens."

[big man]