An old man was eating in a truck stop when three rough-looking bikers walked in. The first walked up to the old man, pushed his finger into the old man’s pie and then took a seat at the counter.

The second walked up, spilled the old man’s coffee and then he took a seat at the counter.

The third walked up, ate the bacon off the old man’s plate, and then he took a seat at the counter.

Without a word, the old man quietly paid his bill and left the diner. One of the bikers said to the waitress, “Humph, not much of a man, was he?”

“No,” the waitress replied, looking out the window. “And not much of a driver either. He just backed his truck over three motorcycles.”