A traffic policeman was cruising the highway on a regular patrol when up ahead he was greeted with a most unusual sight. Two Harleys were parked by the side of the road. An enormous, bearded bikie was bent over the seat of one of the bikes, with his leather pants around his ankles. His companion was standing behind him with two burly fingers jammed up the first fellow's bum. The policeman stopped and approached the scene. "Allo allo, what exactly is going on here?" The standing bikie, poking and rummaging deep in the other's clacker, didn't even look up. "My mate here's had too much to drink. I'm trying to make him throw up." "You've got it all wrong, pal," said the bobby, "you're meant to stick two fingers DOWN HIS THROAT, not up his backside!" "I know," said the bikie. "I'm just about to."