Really Late Monday Humor.
A drunken old man walks into a biker bar, sits down at
the bar and orders a drink.
Looking around, he sees three men sitting at a corner table. He gets
up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest,
biker in the face and says: "I went by your grandma's house today and I
saw
her in the hallway butt naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!"
The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word.
His buddies are confused, because he is one bad biker
and would fight at the drop of a hat.
The drunk leans on the table again and says: "I got it on with your
grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!"
The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad but the biker
still says nothing.
The drunk leans on the table one more time and says,
"I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma loved it!"
At this point the biker stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulders
looks him square in the eyes and says..
"Grandpa,....... Go home, you're drunk!"
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, yelling "..........Holy Shit.......... what a ride".