Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my b*****s are too small. Instead of
characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion:
"If you want your b*****s 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 b*****s.
"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 b*****s every day will make my b*****s 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, he may even walk again although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.
Stupid, stupid man
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