Gazdoc's BLOG

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 APR.

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 flower 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 APR 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 staring down at him.

'What happened?' he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was pushing
the APR button.

'The button APR is an Automatic Pad Remover. Your Penis & Balls are
under your pillow now !.'