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Nympho On A Plane

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

Boston."

He swallowed hard. Here was the most beautiful 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 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." :o

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Nympho On A Plane

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

Boston."

He swallowed hard. Here was the most beautiful 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 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." :o

Good very good!!! :D:D

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