bakergeol
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Toilet Paper
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds".
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years", my husband replies.
I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper
between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years"?
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your butt didn't it"?
He's still alive and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again although he'll probably continue to take his meals through a straw. Stupid, stupid man!!!!!!!
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds".
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years", my husband replies.
I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper
between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years"?
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your butt didn't it"?
He's still alive and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again although he'll probably continue to take his meals through a straw. Stupid, stupid man!!!!!!!
