A rugged biker was sipping whiskey at a bar when a young woman sat down next to him and asked, “Are you a real biker?”
“Well, I was practically born on a Harley,” he boasted. “My mom rode on the back while pregnant, I rode with my dad as a kid, and I’ve been riding my own ever since. So yeah, I’m a real biker.”
The woman sighed and said, “I’m a lesbian. I spend my entire day thinking about women. From the moment I wake up, in the shower, watching TV, eating—everything makes me think of women.” She then finished her drink and left.
As the biker sat there pondering this, a man took the empty stool next to him and asked, “Hey man, are you a real biker?”
The biker stared blankly ahead and replied:
“I always thought I was… but I just found out I’m a lesbian.”
