A man was on a long haul flight to London and desperately needed the loo. The men's was occupied, so he begged the air hostess to use the ladies' one. She said "Yes. okay, but whatever you do...don't touch the buttons". Well he hurried in, locked the door, dropped his dacks and sat down with relief and let rip. As he sat there doing his thing. he looked at four buttons on the bulkhead in front of him. He was intrigued with them and their purpose. He decided to give them a try, after all, if the ladies could use them, why couldn't he? He decided to leave the first one, but pushed the second which had WW written above it. Aaaaah warm water fountained upwards gently, and washed his soiled bottom. So then he pressed the third button. WD it said. Wonderful...warm dry air dried his bum. The fourth button was pressed. PP it said. Powder puffs of talc fragranced his nether regions. Stuff it he thought, I'll bet that first button is the best one, I'm going to push it. Next thing he awoke in a hospital bed, in absolute agony. He asked the attending nurse what had happened. "You had a terrible mishap and you arrived here in bad shape, unconscious. You've had surgery and are now on the mend" "But what the hell happened? he asked. "You pressed the first button, didn't you? The one that says TR am I right"? "Uhhh yes, I did..." "Well TR stands for Tampon Removal...your dick's in a jiffy bag under your pillow!!!"