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 I 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
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 a great deal of therapy, may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
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