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>drink. Looking around, he sees three huge, leather-suited 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 buck-ass
>naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!"
>
>The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused
>--he
>is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat.
>
>Then the drunk leans on the table again and says: "I got it on with your
>grandma and she is good. In fact, she's the best I ever had!"
>
>The biker's buddies turn to him to see what he's going to do now, but the
>biker still says nothing.
>
>Still not getting a rise out of the biker, the drunk leans on the table one
>more time and says, "I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked
>it!"
>
>The biker's buddies are about to get up and pound the drunk with or without
>the victim of this tirade but he holds them back. He finally stands up,
>takes the drunk by the shoulders, looks him square in the eyes and says....
>
>"You're drunk, Grandpa! Go home!"
>
Not the best but it's still funny
