An old biker decked out in his leather chaps, jacket and boots with faded jeans and a Harley T-shirt went to a bar and ordered a drink.
As he sat there sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down next to him. After she ordered her drink she turned to the biker and asked him, “Are you a real biker?”
He replied, “Well, I have spent my whole life on two wheels, riding Harley’s, fixin’ bikes, and trying to find the perfect curve in the road, I guess I am.” After a short while he asked her what she was.
She replied, “I’ve never been on a Harley so I’m not a biker, but I am a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning I think of women, when I eat, work, watch TV, everything seems to make me think of women.”
A short while later she left and the biker ordered another drink.
A couple sat down next to him and asked, “Are you a real biker?”
He replied, “I always thought I was, but I just found out that I’m probably a lesbian.”