I was headed to Sturgis a few years back with a buddy of mine, we'll call him Eddie. After about 4 days out, Eddie was getting kinda horny and kept talking about scoring some head behind a bowling alley (like in the Ross and Rotten song). Next morning Eddie said he wanted to run some back roads looking for that blow job ... go figure right? So we decide to split up and meet down the road at the next campground.

Anyway after a nice day of riding, I roll into camp about 5pm, set up my tent build a fire, eat dinner and I'm enjoying a final glass of bourbon when Eddie rolls in about 9 pm. He sits down, I pour him a drink and a tells me about the most incredible sexual encounter he's ever had.

Seems he kept turning down smaller and smaller roads looking for some out of the way diner and finds himself running along a lonely stretch of railroad track in the middle of nowhere. Twenty miles down this road he comes across a young gal tied to the track. He unties her, and in his words, "one thing led to another, and I had the wildest most uninhibited sex you could ever imagine. We went at it for most of the afternoon and did every position I could think of at least twice."

"Great", I said, "you finally got your blow job".

"Nope", said Eddie, "I never did find her head".

 

Good one man!