000700707 8 day.ago

Long: A man boards an airplane headed cross country from Miami to California. He gets comfortable, hoping the seat beside him remains empty. Instead, a drop dead gorgeous woman sits beside him. Once the flight gets going, he strikes up the courage to speak to her. “Hi, how are you doing,” he asks. “What’s your name?” She replies with a smile and says, “Hello. I’m Veronica.” “Where are you headed,” he responds. “LA. I’m part of a group that meets up every year for a week long sex convention.” Interested, the man sits up a little straighter. “Oh… what do you do there?” “Well, for a week straight we have amazing sex with whoever we want, however we want, and for as long as we can.” “Wow. Well that sounds fun. Let me ask you a question, if you could have any type of man, what sort of guy do you like?” “I like Native Americans. They’re strong and can go all day and all night.” “Say there aren’t any Native Americans, what sort would be your second choice,” he asks. “I like Jewish men,” she replies. “Interesting, why’s that?” “Well, they know how to spoil a woman. They like to spend money on me and buy expensive jewelry for me.” Pressing, he asks again, “Let’s say you’re down to your third choice. What sort of man would you choose?” “I like rednecks. They’re passionate and lots of fun.” She then asks him a question. “I’ve been talking about myself and I don’t even know your name.” “Oh,” he replies, “I’m Tonto Goldstein, but you can call me Bubba.”