Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
The Miracle of Toilet Paper
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 'arse', didn't it?"
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Family Problem
An Indian and an American were sitting in a bar and discussing about their family problems.
Shot after shot.
The Indian said, "We have problem in India. We can't marry the one whom we love. You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely and domesticated girl from a village whom I haven't even met once. We call this an arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love. I told my parents that openly and now have a hell of a lot of family problems."
The American said:
"Talking about love marriages, in America we can marry the one we love.
Let me tell you my story.
I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated her for three years.
After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and married
her, so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law.
Legally now my daughter is my mother and my wife is my grandmother.
More problems occurred when I had a son; my son is my father's brother
and so he is my uncle.
The situation turned worse when my father had a son; now my father's son,
my brother, is my grandson.
Ultimately, I have become my own grandfather and I am my own grandson.
And you say you have family problems?"
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