An outlaw motorcycle gang, “The Mothers” (who wear black
leather motorcycle jackets with a skull with long hair threatening to strike with
a rolling pin painted on the backs), push their way like a juggernaut into a
grocery store, demanding to know where the peanut butter is. (A store employee
says to a customer: “Those are some tough looking mothers!”) So a stock clerk
shows them, and they ask what’s the best, and they’re given a jar, which the
leader tries and says: “No! Not like this! It’s got to be smooth, like the open
road!” So then the clerk hands him a jar of Jif, and he tries it, and says it’s
the one for them. Then the announcer says: “Choosy ‘Mothers’ choose Jif!”
