04-29-2005, 12:42 PM
I read this and thought it was hilarious.
A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.
As he settled in, he glanced up and saw the most
beautiful woman boarding the plane. He soon realized
she was heading straight towards his seat. As fate
would have it, she took the seat right beside his.
Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out,
"Business trip or pleasure?"
She turned, smiled and said, "Business. I'm going
to the Annual Nymphomaniacs of America Convention in
Chicago ."
He swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman
he had ever seen sitting next to him, and she was
going to a meeting of nymphomaniacs.
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly
asked, "What's your business role at this convention?"
"Lecturer," she responded. "I use information that
I have learned from my personal experiences to
debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality."
"Really?" he said. "And what kind of myths are there?"
"Well, she explained, "one popular myth is that
African-American men are the most well-endowed of
all men, when in fact it is the Native American
Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best
lovers, when actually it is the men of Jewish
descent who are the best. I have also discovered
that the lover with absolutely the best stamina is
the Southern Redneck."
Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable
and blushed. "I'm sorry," she said, "I shouldn't
really be discussing all of this with you. I don't
even know your name."
"Tonto," the man said, "Tonto Goldstein, but my
friends call me Bubba."
A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.
As he settled in, he glanced up and saw the most
beautiful woman boarding the plane. He soon realized
she was heading straight towards his seat. As fate
would have it, she took the seat right beside his.
Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out,
"Business trip or pleasure?"
She turned, smiled and said, "Business. I'm going
to the Annual Nymphomaniacs of America Convention in
Chicago ."
He swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman
he had ever seen sitting next to him, and she was
going to a meeting of nymphomaniacs.
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly
asked, "What's your business role at this convention?"
"Lecturer," she responded. "I use information that
I have learned from my personal experiences to
debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality."
"Really?" he said. "And what kind of myths are there?"
"Well, she explained, "one popular myth is that
African-American men are the most well-endowed of
all men, when in fact it is the Native American
Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best
lovers, when actually it is the men of Jewish
descent who are the best. I have also discovered
that the lover with absolutely the best stamina is
the Southern Redneck."
Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable
and blushed. "I'm sorry," she said, "I shouldn't
really be discussing all of this with you. I don't
even know your name."
"Tonto," the man said, "Tonto Goldstein, but my
friends call me Bubba."
