My Grandma, circa 2005-06

 

A little old lady wanted to join a biker club. She knocked on the door of a local biker club and a big, hairy, bearded biker with tattoos all over his arms answered the door.
She proclaimed, "I want to join your biker club."

The biker was amused and told her that she needed to meet certain biker requirements before she was allowed to join. So the biker asked her, "You have a bike?"

The little old lady said, "Yea, that's my Harley over there," and points to a Harley parked in the driveway.

The biker asked her, "Do you smoke?" The little old lady said "Yea, I smoke. I smoke 4 packs of cigarettes a day and a couple of cigars while I'm shooting pool."

The biker is impressed and asked, "Well, have you ever been picked up by the Fuzz?"

The little old lady said, "No, I've never been picked up by the fuzz, but I've been swung around by my nipples a few times."

 

I'm sure I have a similar story.

 

My Mom didn't talk to her 2 brothers from 1988 after their father died until her death in 2016.

 

Late night check in.....

Great pics, Mick.

 

Marcus, Al.

 

Is the flex seal holding, Al?

 

Long week & OT tomorrow. Gotta pay for that soft TP for summer visitors

 

I thought only deceased people voted, not talked.

 

See, guys, I told ya he wouldn't make us drive to the gas station.