aLgiE
5th Jul '07 Thu, 11:11
to tagay ... :rofl:
Men Never Listen ....kindly read on
On a flight to Chicago, a gentleman had made several
attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had
always been occupied.
The flight attendant noticed his predicament. "Sir,"
she said, "You may use the ladies room if you promise
not to touch any of the buttons on the wall."
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he
noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch. Each
button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP, and a
red one labeled ATR. Who would know if he touched
them?
He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was
sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling,
he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things
like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA
button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently
drying his underside.
When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large
powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent
of spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.
The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is
tender loving pleasure.
When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he
couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew
would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he was in a hospital. As soon as he
opened his eyes, a nurse was staring down at him with
a smirk on her face.
What happened?" he exclaimed.
You pushed one too many buttons," replied the nurse.
The last button marked ATR was an Automatic Tampon
Remover. Your penis is under your pillow."
Men Never Listen.
:lolcard: .... ahaahahaah :rofl:
Men Never Listen ....kindly read on
On a flight to Chicago, a gentleman had made several
attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had
always been occupied.
The flight attendant noticed his predicament. "Sir,"
she said, "You may use the ladies room if you promise
not to touch any of the buttons on the wall."
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he
noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch. Each
button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP, and a
red one labeled ATR. Who would know if he touched
them?
He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was
sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling,
he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things
like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA
button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently
drying his underside.
When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large
powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent
of spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.
The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is
tender loving pleasure.
When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he
couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew
would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he was in a hospital. As soon as he
opened his eyes, a nurse was staring down at him with
a smirk on her face.
What happened?" he exclaimed.
You pushed one too many buttons," replied the nurse.
The last button marked ATR was an Automatic Tampon
Remover. Your penis is under your pillow."
Men Never Listen.
:lolcard: .... ahaahahaah :rofl: