Myths

A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.  As he settled in, he glanced up and saw a very beautiful woman boarding the plane.  He soon realized she was heading straight towards his seat.  Lo and behold, she took the seat right beside his.  Eager to strike up a conversation, he blurted out, "Business trip or vacation?"

She turned, smiled and said, "Business.  I'm going to the Annual Nymphomaniac 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 for nymphomaniacs!  Struggling to maintain
his composure, he calmly asked, "What's your business role at this convention?"

"Lecturerer," she responded.  "I use my experience to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality."

"Really", he 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 the French men are the best  lovers, when actually it is the men of the Jewish descent.  We have found that the best potential lovers in
all categories is the Southern Redneck."  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", the man said.  "Tonto Goldstein, but my friends call me Bubba."

LMAO ...

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that's good geared...

This weeks joke from Tiger  


A guy is hanging out in his favorite bar when
he spots a fabulous babe
walking in on the arm of some ugly schlep.
He asks the bartender about
her and is surprised to discover that she's a prostitute.
He watches her the rest of the night, amazed
that someone so attractive
could be available to him.
The next night he goes back to the bar, and
sure enough she shows up
again, only this time alone. The guy gets up
his nerve and approaches
her.
"Is it true you're a prostitute?"
"Why, sure, big boy. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I dunno. What do you charge?"
I get $100 just for a hand job. We can
negotiate from there."
$100 For a hand job? Are you nuts?"
You see that Ferrari out there?"
The guy looks out the front door, and sure
enough there's a shiny new
Ferrari parked outside.
I paid cash for that Ferrari with the money
I made on handjobs. Trust
me,
it's worth it."
The guy mulls it over for a while, and
decides what the hell. He leaves
with her, and gets the most unbelievable
experience he's ever had. This hand job was better than any complete sexual  experience in his miserable life.
The next night he's back at the bar, waiting
eagerly for her to show up.
When she does, he immediately approaches
her.
"Last night was incredible"
"Of course it was. Just wait until you try
one of my blowjobs."
How much is that?" $500"
"$500? C'mon, that's ridiculous."
"You see that apartment building across the
street?"
The guy looks out front at a 12 story apartment building.
"I paid cash for that building with the money I made on blowjobs. Trust me, it's worth it."
Based on the night before, the guy decides to
go for it. He leaves with
her, and once again is not disappointed.
He nearly faints twice. The next night he can
hardly contain himself until she shows up.
"I'm hooked, you're the best Tell me, what'll
it cost me for some pussy?"
She motions for him to follow her outside.
She points down the street,
where between the buildings he can see Manhattan.
"You see that island?"
"Aw, c'mon, You can't mean that."
She nods her head. "You bet. If I had a
pussy, I'd own Manhattan"
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LMAO at both jokes.

oh crap those were good

hahah funny especailly the second one