A man travelling by plane was in urgent need of the toilet. But each time he looked up, the illuminated sign proclaimed that it was occupied. …
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The stewardess, aware of his predicament, suggested that he uses the airplane’s new prototype women’s loo. …
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But he must not press any of the buttons inside. The were labelled WW,WA,PP, and ATR. …
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The man’s curiousity got the best of him and he started pressing the buttons one by one.
When he pressed WW, Warm, fragrant Water was sprayed all over his entire bottom. He thought, wow, the women really have it made.
Still curious, he pressed the button marked WA, and a gentle breeze of Warm Air quickly dried his hindquarters. He thought this was fantastic and reached for the button marked PP.
This yielded a large Powder Рuff that delicately applied a soft talc to his rear. Naturally, he couldn’t resist the last button marked ATR.
When he woke up in the hospital, he buzzed for the nurse. “What happened to me? The last thing I remember is that I was in the new ladies’ room on a plane.”
“Yes,” replied the nurse, “apparently you were having a great time until you pressed the ATR button, which stands for AUTOMATIC ТАМРОN REMOVER.
Your реnis is under your pillow.”
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