A trucker pulls into a little truck stop on a single lane road, goes in and orders breakfast.
Just as his food is arriving a group of Hells Angels bikers come in and surround him, one grabs his orange juice and drinks it while another takes his coffee. When his plate of eggs, sausage and hash browns is delivered another biker takes it and an other takes his toast.
The trucker doesn't say a word, pays his bill and leaves.
One of the bikers says to the waitress "That guy wasn't much of a man letting us take his breakfast like that."
The waitress says "I know what you mean, he wasn't much of a truck driver either. He ran over every motorcycle in the parking lot getting back on the road."