Miracle of Toilet Paper
Posted: February 18th, 2007, 11:39 am
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 automatically 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 your breasts for a few seconds."
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and I stand in
front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I ask.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," he replies.
I stop. "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 arse, didn't it?"
He's still alive, and with a great deal of physical therapy, he may even
walk again.
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror, complaining to my
husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of automatically 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 your breasts for a few seconds."
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and I stand in
front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I ask.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," he replies.
I stop. "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 arse, didn't it?"
He's still alive, and with a great deal of physical therapy, he may even
walk again.
