Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my
partner that my breasts are just too small. Instead of telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want 'em to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between 'em for a few seconds."
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked.
"A few years," Mike replies.
I stopped. "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 he says, "Worked for your arse, 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.
Stupid, stupid man.......
