A man had been saving his whole life to buy a Harley Davidson. When he saved up, he headed down to the shop to buy his first motorcycle. After he picked out his new beauty, the salesman decided to let him in on a little trick. "Keep a can of vaseline on you at all times. If you notice it starts to rian, rub some vaseline on the chrome parts. It will keep them nice and shiny." When he gets home, the first thing he does is put a can of vaseline in the pocket of his coat.
Eventually he meets a girl and they fall in love. When it comes time to meet her parents, they take the Harley. When they arrive at her parents house, she tells him that her family has a very strange custom. "After dinner is over, my father will set his fork down, and the first person to talk will have to do all of the dishes. They take this very seriously, so don't say a word."
Dinner goes great. He's cracking jokes, telling stories, being the perfect gentleman. Then the father sets his fork down and all goes silent. Time passes with no one talking. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. Eventually the guy gets bored and decideds he's going to make his girlfriend make noise so they can get on with the evening. He starts rubbing her leg higher and higher. No Sound. He starts feeling up her shirt. No Sound. He starts making out with her while passionately groping her. No Sound. He throws her down on the table, tears off her clothes, and starts having wild sex with her. NO SOUND! He throws her aside and grabs her mother. Tears off her clothes and starts ravishing her with one off the best sexual feats of his life, but still, NO ONE MAKES A SOUND! He looks up and sees that its starting to rain. He runs over to his coat, grabs the can of vaseline...
The father jumps up and yells "OK OK, I'll do the dishes!"
