A young man was looking to buy a motorcycle but was not having much luck in the classified ads of his local paper until one day, scanning the usual ads, he ran across one that drew his attention. A nice Honda in his price range, and the ad said "perfect shape." He went to look at the bike and was amazed at its condition. "How do you keep it in such good shape?" he asked the owner. "Well, every time it starts to rain, I just smear a thin layer of vaseline over all the chrome." The young man decided to buy the bike. Since the owner no longer needed it, he gave the young man the vaseline with the bike. A couple of days later, the young man went with his girlfriend to her parents' house for dinner. She stopped him just before they walked in the front door and said, "Oh yeah, there's one very important thing you need to know. We don't talk during dinner. The first one to talk at the table has to do all the dishes." He said he understood. When they walked in, he noticed dishes everywhere. Dirty dishes in the living room, in the kitchen, and in the dining room. Everything went fine till dinnertime. No one was uttering a sound. The young man decided to take advantage of the situation, so he reached over and kissed his girlfriend. No one said a thing. So he reached over and fondled her breast. Still, not a word. He jumped up, stripped her naked, and had sex with her on the dining room floor. Still, nothing. He thought to himself, "Her mom is kinda cute," so he stripped her naked and had sex with her on the dinner table. Still, silence. All of a sudden, he heard raindrops on the window. Remembering what the previous owner of the motorcycle had said, he pulled the jar of vaseline from his pocket. The father yelled, "All right!!! That's it!! I'll do the damned dishes!!