A group of South Carolina Hell's Angels bikers was cruising down Route 378 when they spotted a young woman standing on the edge of the Pee Dee River Bridge.

Curious, they pulled over.

George, the leader, a big, burly man in his fifties, stepped off his Harley and walked through the crowd. He nodded at the State Trooper and approached the woman. She was stunning.

"Hey, baby," he said, "what are you doing way up there?"

She turned to him, eyes glistening. "I'm just thinking."

George didn't want to miss a chance to be memorable. He smiled and said, "Well, before you finish thinking, how about giving ol' George your best kiss?"

Without missing a beat, she leaned in and gave him a long, deep, breath-stealing kiss. Then she gave him another one.

The crowd erupted with cheers. George looked dazed.

"Wow," he said. "That was the best kiss of my life. You've got a real gift, Sweet Cheeks. So tell me, why are you up here thinking so hard?"

She smiled and said:

"I'm just trying to get better Wi-Fi."