A man is looking for a motorcycle. He is shopping around, answering ads in the paper and not having much luck. One day he comes across a beautiful classic Harley with a "FOR SALE" sign on it. Upon inspection, he is amazed to find the bike in mint condition. He immediately tells the owner that he'll take it. "This bike is beautiful. But you got to tell me how you keep it in such good shape." "Well," says the owner, "it's pretty simple. Just make sure that if the bike is outside and it's going to rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain. In fact, since you're buying the bike I'll give you my tube of Vaseline." So the guy buys the bike and off he goes (a happy biker) to show his girlfriend. She's ecstatic (being a Harley fan). That night he takes the Harley over to her parents' house. It's the first time he will meet the girlfriends parents. When the couple gets to the house, the girlfriend grabs her boyfriend's arm. "Hey, I got to tell you something about my parents before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes." "No problem," he says and in they go. The boyfriend is astounded. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the family room, another stack of dishes. Piled up the stairs, dirty dishes. In fact anywhere he looked were dirty dishes. They sit down to dinner and sure enough nobody speaks. As dinner progresses the boyfriend decides to take advantage of the situation. So he leans over and kisses his girlfriend. No one says a word. So he decides to reach over and fondle her breasts. He looks at her parents but they still say nothing. So he stands up, grabs his girlfriend, strips her naked and they make love right on the dinner table. Still nothing. "Her mom is kind of cute," he thinks. So he grabs her and has his way with her on the table. Again, total silence. Suddenly, a few raindrops hit the windowpane and the boyfriend realizes it's starting to rain. He figures, as much fun as he is having, he'd better take care of the motorcycle. So he pulls the tube of Vaseline out of his pocket. Suddenly the father stands up and shouts: "ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT! I'LL DO THE DAMN DISHES."