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 your breasts 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 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 butt, didn't
it?"
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 your breasts 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 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 butt, didn't
it?"
