Rosso
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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 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.
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.
