Nymphomaniacs Convention
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.'
