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.”
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.
“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.
Stupid, stupid man.
Ton mari il a lu les Roucasseries volume 12 aussi?
Sinon, je t’ai “tagge”, voir http://dungmsteph.blogspot.com/2008/03/patate-chaude.html
A ton tour…