3 bikers and an old man

An elderly man was eating breakfast at a truck stop when some bikers stormed in, obviously all revved up. They’d been riding all day, and now, thoroughly energized, it was time for them to have a little fun and engage in their favorite pastime: brawling.
The three bikers slowly approached the old man sitting alone in his booth. He was the perfect target; he had no one to defend him, and even if he tried to stand up for himself, the bikers were each at least twice his size.

The three thugs loomed over the man’s table and stared at him. They wanted to intimidate him as much as possible. The first biker put out a cigarette in the elderly man’s eggs and sat down next to him in his booth.

The next biker picked up a nearly full glass of milk the old man was drinking and put it to his lips. He spit directly in the man’s drink, and casually took a seat at a nearby table, smirking at what he had just done.

The third and final biker picked up the entire plate of food the old man was eating and dumped it onto the ground. He laughed loudly and then sat down directly across from the old man, who was now, understandably, looking worried.

The old man looked at each of the three thugs who just ruined his breakfast and gave a big sigh. There was no use in fighting with them. He didn’t want trouble, and so he silently paid for his breakfast and left the diner.

The bikers all grinned as they watched the old man slowly make his way out of the diner and walk slowly toward the parking lot. One of the them turned to the waitress and sneered, “I guess he’s not much of a man.” The other two erupted in laughter.

The waitress paused for a moment, looking out the window. Then, she replied, “He doesn’t seem like much of a driver, either. He just hit three motorcycles while backing out.” The bikers all sprang to their feet and watched in horror as the old man sped off while their three bikes were left in pieces!