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22nd June 2004, 11:08
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."
Puzzled but 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 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 every day will make my breasts larger over the
years?"
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your ****,
didn't it?"
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy,
may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
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."
Puzzled but 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 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 every day will make my breasts larger over the
years?"
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your ****,
didn't it?"
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy,
may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.