Toilet Paper
Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2003 8:28 pm
The Miracle Of Toilet Paper
Fresh from her shower,
a woman stands in front of the mirror,
complaining to her husband that
her breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling
her it's not so, her husband
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, the wife fetches
a piece of toilet paper and stands in front
of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts.
"How long will this take?" she asks.
"They will grow larger over a period
of years," he replies.
The wife stops. "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 the husband
says, "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"
He lives, and with a great deal of
therapy, may even walk again.
(Stupid, stupid man.)
Fresh from her shower,
a woman stands in front of the mirror,
complaining to her husband that
her breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling
her it's not so, her husband
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, the wife fetches
a piece of toilet paper and stands in front
of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts.
"How long will this take?" she asks.
"They will grow larger over a period
of years," he replies.
The wife stops. "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 the husband
says, "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"
He lives, and with a great deal of
therapy, may even walk again.
(Stupid, stupid man.)