The biker

Back on January 9th, a group of HELL'S ANGELS, South Carolina bikers were riding east on 378 , after eating a large greasy pastrami sandwich with coleslaw Coney island fries and many pickles and of course how can you forget the doctor Brown's cream soda, were riding and farting on their Harley's, when all of a sudden they saw a girl about to jump off the Pee Dee River Bridge. So they stopped.

Phil, their leader, a big burly man of 53, gets off his Harley, walks through a group of gawkers, past the State Trooper who was trying to talk her down off the railing, and says "Hey Baby . . . whatcha doin' up there on that railin'?

She says tearfully, "I'm going to commit suicide!

While he didn't want to appear "sensitive," Phil also didn't want to miss this "be-a-legend" opportunity either so he asked, "Well, before you jump, Babe . . . why don't you give ol' zPhil here your best last kiss?"

So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that . . . and it was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another even better one.

After they breathlessly finished, Phil gets a big thumbs-up approval from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the State Trooper, and then says, "Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had! That's a real talent you're wasting there, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why are you committing suicide?"

"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl."

It's still unclear whether she jumped or was pushed.

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The biker