Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror, complaining tomy husband that my breasts are too small. Instead of characteristicallytelling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with asuggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece oftoilet paper and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds."
Puzzled but willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paperand 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 betweenmy breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your arse, didn't it?"
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