> 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 Chicago."
>
> 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 the 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."