Do you like clean Biker jokes? I did.?

A ten year-old boy was walking down the street when a big man on a black motorcycle, pulls up beside him and asks, "Hey kid, wanna go for a ride?" 
       
  
    "No!", said the boy, and he kept on walking. The motorcyclist pulls up to him again and says, "Hey kid,, I’ll give you if you hop on the back" 
       
    
  "NO!" said the boy and proceeded down the street a little quicker. 
       
     
 The motorcyclist pulls up to the boy again and says, "Ok kid, I’ll give you and a BIG bag of candy if you hop on the back for a ride." 
       
   
   At this point the boy turns around to him and screams angrily, "Look Dad, YOU bought the Harley, so YOU ride it!!
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cheerful truck driver pulled up at a roadside cafe in the middle of the night for a dinner stop. Halfway through his meal, three wild- looking motorcyclists roared up–bearded, leather-jacketed, filthy. 
       
   
   For no reason at all, the selected the truck driver as a target. One poured pepper over his head, another stole his apple pie, the third deliberately tipped his coffee over. 
       
      
The truck driver never said one word, just stood up, paid his check, and left. 
       
     
 "That truck driver sure ain’t much of a fighter," sneered one of the bikers. 
       
     
 The girl behind the counter, peering out into the night, added, "He doesn’t seem to be much of a truck driver, either. He just ran his truck right over three motorcycles."
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A biker walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk, and staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool and, with a belch, asks the bartender for a drink. 
       

      The bartender politely informs the man that it appears that he has already had plenty to drink, he could not be served additional liquor at this bar, and could a cab be called for him? 
       
    
  The biker is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs down off the bar stool and staggers out the front door. A few minutes later, the same biker stumbles in the SIDE door of the bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink. 
       
      The bartender comes over and, still politely – but more firmly, refuses service to the man due to his inebriation, and again offers to call a cab. 
       
  
    The biker looks at the bartender for a moment angrily, curses, and shows himself out the side door, all the while grumbling and shaking his head. 
       
   
   A few minutes later, he bursts in through the BACK door of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits and belligerently orders a drink. 
       
     
 The bartender comes over and emphatically reminds the man that he is clearly drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a cab or the police will be called immediately. 
       
  
    The surprised biker looks at the bartender, and in hopeless anguish, cries "MAAAN! How many bars do you work at?!!?

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A biker arrived at his bro’s house to get ready for the big run that weekend. His thoughts were on the run as he walked up to the porch, he couldn’t help but notice the hugh dog sitting next to the door. 
       
  
    When his bro answered the door he asked, "is that your dog?" 
       
   
   "Yea, I got him for the ol lady", was the response. 
       
      "No kidding. I always kept my mouth shut bout your ol lady but, I gotta say, nice trade"

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A dumb blonde went to a soda machine. She inserted two quarters and pushed the RED button. She heard some noise, and saw a can of Coke emerge. 
       
  
    She then started searching her large purse for some more money. About this time, a biker came up behind her, and waited patiently for her to finish. 
       
    
  She located a dollar bill and inserted it into the machine. More noises. She then pressed the Green button, and was rewarded with a can of Sprite. 
       

      She fumbled with the change in the Return slot, and put it back into the Deposit slot. She then pushed the Orange button, and received a can of Crush. 
       
  
    The biker then asked her, "Are you finished YET?" 
       
      She then replied, "Finished, Nothin’! I’m still winning!"

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