nymphomaniac convention
I boarded a flight at Exeter for New York and, taking my seat as I
settled in, I noticed a very beautiful woman boarding the plane.
I realized she was heading straight toward my seat and bingo – she took
the seat right beside me.
"Hello", I blurted out, "Business trip or vacation?"
She turned, smiled enchantingly and said, "Business. I'm going to the
annual nymphomaniac convention in the United States."
I swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen
sitting next to me, and she was going to a meeting for nymphomaniacs!
Struggling to maintain my composure, I calmly asked, "What's your
business role at this convention?"
"Lecturer," she responded. "I use my experience to debunk some popular
myths about sexuality."
"Really", I smiled, "what myths are those?"
"Well," she explained, "one popular myth is that African-American men
are the most well endowed when, in fact, it's the Native American
Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
“Another popular myth is that French men are the best lovers, when
actually it is the men of Greek descent. We have also found that the
best potential lovers in all categories are the Irish."
Suddenly the woman became uncomfortable and blushed. "I'm sorry," she
said. "I really shouldn't be discussing this with you; I don't even
know your name!"
"Tonto," I said. "Tonto Papadopoulos, but my friends call me Paddy."
I boarded a flight at Exeter for New York and, taking my seat as I
settled in, I noticed a very beautiful woman boarding the plane.
I realized she was heading straight toward my seat and bingo – she took
the seat right beside me.
"Hello", I blurted out, "Business trip or vacation?"
She turned, smiled enchantingly and said, "Business. I'm going to the
annual nymphomaniac convention in the United States."
I swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen
sitting next to me, and she was going to a meeting for nymphomaniacs!
Struggling to maintain my composure, I calmly asked, "What's your
business role at this convention?"
"Lecturer," she responded. "I use my experience to debunk some popular
myths about sexuality."
"Really", I smiled, "what myths are those?"
"Well," she explained, "one popular myth is that African-American men
are the most well endowed when, in fact, it's the Native American
Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
“Another popular myth is that French men are the best lovers, when
actually it is the men of Greek descent. We have also found that the
best potential lovers in all categories are the Irish."
Suddenly the woman became uncomfortable and blushed. "I'm sorry," she
said. "I really shouldn't be discussing this with you; I don't even
know your name!"
"Tonto," I said. "Tonto Papadopoulos, but my friends call me Paddy."
