Mike the Biker

So Mike the biker just got this new bike. It's used and in pretty good condition except the gas tank has a little leak so he has to carry around some Vaseline to seal up the hole should it start raining. He takes it around to all the biker bars and meets this girl. They hit it off and eventually start dating.

One day, the girl tells Mike she wants to take him to her folks place for dinner. He agrees but she warns him, "listen there are a lot of dishes and the rule of the house is that if you say anything over dinner, you have to do them all."

The night comes and they go inside and Mike sees the mountain of dishes. Pots and pans stacked inside each other. Piles of plates. Flies buzzing around. "Well, shit, I'm really not going to say anything at dinner," Mike thinks. They all sit down to their meal.

Mike can see the father already looking at him with some distaste and, being an asshole, decides to piss him off more. He grabs his girlfriend, puts her on the table and starts fucking her. The father's eyes get wide and fiery, but he just quietly eats his peas because he doesn't want to do the dishes.

Mike finishes up and his girlfriend is breathless. She almost says something like "My God" but slaps her hands over her mouth because she doesn't want to do the dishes. Mike, being an asshole, thinks to himself "how can I push this farther?" He goes around the table, grabs the mother, puts her on the table and starts fucking her. The father is so filled with rage he can hardly contain himself, let alone keep the peas on his fork anymore. But he doesn't say anything because he doesn't want to do the dishes.

Mike finishes up, goes back to his seat and is just about to sit down when he realizes it's raining out. He grabs the Vaseline from his pocket and the father stands up and screams "ALRIGHT, I'LL DO THE FUCKIN' DISHES!"