KBs PensNmore
16th January 2016, 02:56 PM
Fresh from my shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of romantically telling me this is not true, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion: 'If you want your breasts to grow,
then take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds 3 times every day.'
Willing to try anything, I got 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 3 times every day will make my breasts larger over the years?'
Without missing a beat he said, 'Worked for your bum, didn't it?'
The idiot is 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.....
Instead of romantically telling me this is not true, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion: 'If you want your breasts to grow,
then take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds 3 times every day.'
Willing to try anything, I got 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 3 times every day will make my breasts larger over the years?'
Without missing a beat he said, 'Worked for your bum, didn't it?'
The idiot is 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.....