Beach Crazy
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I just got the funniest email
Once upon a time...... it's that kind of story.
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 everyday 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 therapy, he may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
:funn:
Once upon a time...... it's that kind of story.
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 everyday 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 therapy, he may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
:funn:
