Fresh from my shower, I stood 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 butt, 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. |
