06-02-2008, 06:09pm
The miracle of toilet paper
Fresh from my shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts were too small. Instead of romantically telling me this is not true, he, uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion: 'If you want your breasts to grow, then take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds every day.
Willing to try anything, I got a piece of toilet paper and stood infront 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 replied.
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 said 'Worked for your arse, 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 stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts were too small. Instead of romantically telling me this is not true, he, uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion: 'If you want your breasts to grow, then take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds every day.
Willing to try anything, I got a piece of toilet paper and stood infront 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 replied.
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 said 'Worked for your arse, 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!

never fly higher than your angel.