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**don't kill the messenger, I got this from my brother....thought that it would make someone laugh....or appreciate the fact that their husband is quiet!
The Miracle of 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.
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. Stupid, stupid, man.
The Miracle of 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.
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. Stupid, stupid, man.
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