nymphomanaic convention

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Nymphomaniac 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 yo ur 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."