A group of HELL’S ANGELS, South Carolina bikers were riding east on 378 when they saw a girl about to jump off the Pee Dee River Bridge. So they stopped.
Rod, 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!!”
Why don’t you give ol’ Rod 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, Rod 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 unclear if she jumped or was pushed.