“A BIKER DRINKING STORY”Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a biker bar. Late in the evening the officer noticed a drunken biker leaving the bar so drunk that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes as the officer quietly observed from a distance.After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys in five different motorcycles, the man finally managed to find his own.He sat on it for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar, cranked up their bikes and took off. The policeman continued to observe.Finally the drunk tried to kick start his bike and damn near fell off.Eventually he got it started, turned on his hazard lights, hit the horn a few times, popped it into gear and did a little rooster tail before getting it stopped again. He remained stationary for a few minutes longer, as several more patrons left on their bikes.At last the drunk turned his hazard lights off, his head light on, Slowly pulled out of the parking lot and started riding carefully down the street.The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the flashing red and blue lights, and promptly pulled the biker over. He insisted the biker take a breathalyzer test, but to his amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed any alcohol at all!Dumfounded, the officer said, “I’ll have to ask you to accompany me to the police station. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken.”“I doubt it,” said the biker. “Tonight I’m the DESIGNATED DECOY.”