12-28-2007, 01:19 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Eponymous
Location: Central Central Florida
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Toilet paper miracle
Fresh from my shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts were 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 fetched a piece of toilet paper and stood in front of the mirror, rubbing irritatedly. "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 them grow 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.
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