A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.
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> He soon realized she was heading straight towards his seat. As fate
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> Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out, "Business trip or

>pleasure?"
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> She turned, smiled and said, "Business. I'm going to the Annual
>Nymphomaniacs of America Convention in Boston ."
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> He swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen
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>sitting next to him, and she was going to a meeting of nymphomaniacs.
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>Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked, "What's your
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>role at this convention?"
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>"Lecturer," she responded. "I use information that I have learned from
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>experiences to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality."
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>"Really?" he said. "And what kind of myths are there?"
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>"Well," she explained, "one popular myth is that African-American men
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>the most well-endowed of all men, when in fact it is the Native
American
>Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
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>Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best lovers when
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>it is men of Jewish descent who are the best.
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>I have also discovered that the lover with absolutely the best stamina
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>the Southern Redneck."
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>Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable and blushed. "I'm
sorry,"
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>she said, "I shouldn't really be discussing all of this with you. I
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>even know your name."
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>"Tonto," the man said, "Tonto Goldstein, but my friends call me Bubba."