| A Harley rider and an Indian rider
A Harley rider and an Indian rider were sitting at the bar. In the time honored tradition of friendly rivalry, the HD guy decided to mess with the Indian rider's head a little, so he asked him, "Let's say, while you were out riding one day, I went to your house and got it on with your wife, and got her pregnant. And if she had the kid and you were raising the kid, would that make us relatives?"
The Indian rider pondered a moment and replied, "No, we wouldn't be relatives. But we would be even."
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His excited eyes from within the dark interior glazed watered in appreciation of his thoughtful preparation
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