My Great-Grandmother, God rest her soul, was one of the funniest little women you could ever meet.

One day she was sitting in a diner (with a family member that later told me about this), in roughly her late 70s early 80s, when these two tough bikers came in and sat at the table next to hers. Now she always drank her coffee black, no cream, no sugar, and pretty strong for as long as I can remember. The waitress asks the bikers if they'd like some coffee and they reply decaf, sugar, and cream. My great-grandmother turns around and looking straight at them says "Wusses".

I realize this might not seem very funny, but imagine a little old lady telling a couple of big biker guys they're weaker than she is... LMAO