>> > >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 them for a few seconds. "
>> > >
>> > >Willing to try anything, I fetched a piece of toilet paper and
>> > >stood in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
>> > >"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 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, he may even
walk
>> > >again,
>> > >although he will probably continue to take his meals through a
straw.
>> > >Stupid, stupid man.
>>
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