A group of Sydney bikers were riding west when they saw a girl about to jump off a bridge. So they stopped. George, their leader, a big burly man of 53, got off his Harley, walked through a group of gawkers, past the police officer who was trying to talk her down off the railing, and said:
“Hey Baby.
Whatcha doin’ up there on that railin’?”
She said tearfully:
“I’m going to jump”. While he didn’t want to appear ‘sensitive’, George didn’t want to miss this ‘be-a-legend’ opportunity either, so he asked:
“Well, before you jump, Honey-Babe… why don’t you give ol’ George here your best last kiss?”
So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that. It was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another, even better one.
After they breathlessly finished, George got a big thumbs-up approval from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the police officer. “Wow!” said George. “That was the best kiss I have ever had!
That’s a real talent you’re wasting, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why the hell are you gonna jump?”
“My parents don’t like me dressing up like a girl”.
