Shaun_O'Donnell
01-12-08, 08:41 AM
THE MAGIC 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. 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 will 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 will probably
Continue to take his meals through a straw. Stupid,
Stupid man.