A wrinkled up, grizzled looking old man was eating his lunch at a truck stop, when three Hells Angels bikers walked in.
Now these weren’t any kind of Hell’s Angels bikers. They were the meanest, ugliest looking Hell’s Angels bikers you could ever imagine. They were real contenders for the “Group W Bench” if you know what I mean.
The first Hells Angels biker walked up to the old man, pushed his cigarette into the old man’s pie, gave it a twist, then took a seat on one of the stools at the counter.
The second biker walked up to the old man and spit into the old man’s milk. Then he too went and took a seat at the counter.
The third biker walked up to the old man, turned over the old man’s plate of food, then he also took a seat at the counter.
Without a word of protest, the old man got up from his chair and quietly left the diner.
Shortly after, one of the bikers said to the waitress, “Ha! Not much of a man, was he?”
The waitress replied, “He wasn’t much of a truck driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles”.
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