Wife was standing in front of the mirror, complaining to me that her breasts are too small. Instead of automatically telling her it's not so, I 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, she gets a piece of toilet paper and stands in front of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts. "How long will this take?" she ask. "They will grow larger over a period of years," I tell her.
She stops. "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 I say, "Worked for your ass, didn't it?"
Only got a broken arm out of that one!
"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, she gets a piece of toilet paper and stands in front of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts. "How long will this take?" she ask. "They will grow larger over a period of years," I tell her.
She stops. "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 I say, "Worked for your ass, didn't it?"
Only got a broken arm out of that one!
