From a married womens point of view…

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.