Nympho Convention

[Dare]

 


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.'