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 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 arse, 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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