Don’t blame me; blame Michael. I had nothing to do with it.
A tough looking biker was riding his Harley when he sees a girl about to jump off a bridge so he stops. “What are you doing?” he asks. “I’m going to commit suicide,” she says.
While he did not want to appear insensitive, he didn’t want to miss an opportunity. So he asked “Well, before you jump, why don’t you give me a kiss?” So, she does.
After she’s finished, the biker says, “Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had. That’s a real talent you are wasting. You could be famous. Why would you want to commit suicide?”
“My parents don’t like me dressing up like a girl.”