Nymphomaniacs of America 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.'