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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 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," 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?"



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 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," 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?"


