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07-14-2003, 09:35 PM
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Psycho
Location: cali
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breast enlargement
i think i've read all the jokes posted here and didn't find this one, so here goes. and forgive me if you've heard it.
A married woman stands naked in front of the mirror, displeased at the size of her breasts. As her husband walks into the room, she asks him, "Honey, what do you think about implants?" The husband, frugal and concerned as he is, tells his wife, "Dear, I think they are just fine." The wife exclaims, "But I don't, I would really like to have bigger breasts." So the clever husband tells her, "I know of a definite way to enlarge your breasts and it takes only minutes a day." Excited, the wife asks, "How?" The husband says, "See, every time you're in the bathroom, take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between your breasts. And in no time at all, they will be larger." The now doubtful wife asks, "Does that really work? Toilet paper?" To which the husband responds, "Why not, it worked for your ass." |
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07-16-2003, 07:10 PM
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Junkie
Location: Louisiana
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omg that would get you slapped so bad.. but still funny as all get out. thanks for shareing
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