CareBear3030
Active Member
The Bathroom
>
> In a Chicago hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to
> get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied.
>
> A nurse 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 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 was 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 opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed,
> and a nurse was looking down at him.
>
> "What happened?" he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was
> pushing the ATR button.
>
> "The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is
> under your pillow."
>
>(MEN NEVER LISTEN)
:rofl :rofl :funnah :funnah :rofl :rofl :funnah :funnah :rofl :rofl
>
> In a Chicago hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to
> get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied.
>
> A nurse 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 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 was 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 opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed,
> and a nurse was looking down at him.
>
> "What happened?" he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was
> pushing the ATR button.
>
> "The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is
> under your pillow."
>
>(MEN NEVER LISTEN)
:rofl :rofl :funnah :funnah :rofl :rofl :funnah :funnah :rofl :rofl
wned
