A Harley bike rider walked into a chemist shop in Brisbane, and asked to talk to a male pharmacist. The woman he was talking to said that she was the only pharmacist and that as she and her sister owned the store, there were no males employed there. She then asked if she could help him. The biker said that it was something that he would be much more comfortable discussing with a male pharmacist. The female pharmacist assured him that she was completely professional, and what ever it was that he needed to discuss, he could be confident that she would treat him with the highest level of professionalism. The biker then agreed and began by saying, "This is tough for me to discuss, but I have a ......permanent erection. It causes me a lot of problems, and severe embarrassment, and I was wondering what you could give me for it." The pharmacist said, "Just a minute, I'll talk to my sister." When she returned, she said, "We discussed it at length, and the absolute best we can do is: 1/3 ownership in the shop ..... A company car... Five home cooked dinners a week ..... And $ 3,000 a month in living expenses." I would have thought that seeing Harley riders are wankers that there would not have been any problem !! Self help would be the answer !! Any Harley owners who are reading this are of course not included in my description.