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 butt, didn't it?"

He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk

again. Stupid, stupid man.

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*throws rotten tomato at your husbands head*

(if it weren't so true, it would be funny! *laughs*)

It's an old joke but it's still funny.

That is the first time I've ever heard that and I laughed so hard. Get this. We bought a king size bedroom suit like 10 years ago and the box springs and mattress have seen better days. Well like everyone, I sleep on a certain side and he does, (he's not overweight). Last night I sit down to take some meds on my nightstand and this weird noise goes boinggggg, my spring had popped and without missing a beat he said, well big ass, you broke the bed after I smacked him real good he took me shopping today and we bought new ones. Men, can't live with em and can't kill em.

Sherri

Laughed so hard I peed my pants!!!! The beatings would soooooooooo begin if my hubby said those things!!!!