The wonders of Toilet Paper

[211RadOp]

A good reason to be careful of what you say.

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My wife one day, fresh from her shower, was standing in front of the mirror complaining to me that her breasts are too small. Instead of characteristically
telling her it's not so, I, uncharacteristically, came 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, she fetched a piece of toilet paper and standing in front of the mirror and rubbed it between her breasts.

"How long will this take?" she asked.

"They will grow larger over a period of years," I replied.

She 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 I said "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"

Well, I'm still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, I may even walk again, although I will probably continue to take my meals through a straw.

 

[Mike Baker]

:rofl: Now that was funny!

 

[Deleted member 9665]

mouihahaha


so funny!!!!!

 

[William Webb Ellis]

That sense of humour is similar to a friend of mine. 

His most recent:

Why do women wear make up and perfume?

Because the are ugly and stink.

I should mention this is the same guy that bought his wife's Christmas presents 1 size to small...........on purpose........

He comes in handy...any time I am in trouble I can always remind my wife, "at least I'm not Dean".

 

[211RadOp]

That sense of humour is similar to a friend of mine. 

I got my sense of humour from my father, and if you ask Old Sweat, he will confirm this

 

[William Webb Ellis]

wait are you saying my friend is your dad? 

 

[Old Sweat]

211 Rad Op is trying to get on my good side because he knows I will pass his story on to his mom and dad tomorrow. No wonder his folks call him FOOL, for Fruit of our Loins. And 211 Rad Op, we first met in Kingston when your dad and I were on the third-last one year course at CLFCSC and you and your brother were still struggling with potty training.

Actually, they were good kids. I can't imagine where they went wrong. The Librarian could comment, but her tact would hold her back.

 

[211RadOp]

211 Rad Op is trying to get on my good side because he knows I will pass his story on to his mom and dad tomorrow. No wonder his folks call him FOOL, for Fruit of our Loins. And 211 Rad Op, we first met in Kingston when your dad and I were on the third-last one year course at CLFCSC and you and your brother were still struggling with potty training.

Actually, they were good kids. I can't imagine where they went wrong. The Librarian could comment, but her tact would hold her back.

Yeah, but '70 was alot of beer ago  ;D