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 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 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.
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 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 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.
another funny one
