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."
Puzzled but 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 ask.
" They will grow larger over a period of years," he
replies.
I stop. "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 ****,
didn't it?"
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy,
may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.