men never listen
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
"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. Letters identified each button: 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, hecouldn't wait to push the ATR button, which he knew would be
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.