Andrew Schulman
2006-09-04 00:34:04 UTC
There was a church that had a very big-busted organist. Her breasts
were so
huge that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ.
Unfortunately, she distracted the congregation considerably. The very
proper church ladies were appalled. They said something had to be done
about this or they would
have to get another organist.
One of the ladies approached her very discreetly and told her to mash
up some green persimmons, and rub them on her breasts and maybe they
would shrink in size but warned her to not eat any of the green
persimmons though because they are so sour they will make your mouth
pucker up and you won't be able to talk properly for a while. She
agreed to try it.
The following Sunday morning the minister got up on the pulpit and said
"Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol we will not hath a thermon
tewday".
were so
huge that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ.
Unfortunately, she distracted the congregation considerably. The very
proper church ladies were appalled. They said something had to be done
about this or they would
have to get another organist.
One of the ladies approached her very discreetly and told her to mash
up some green persimmons, and rub them on her breasts and maybe they
would shrink in size but warned her to not eat any of the green
persimmons though because they are so sour they will make your mouth
pucker up and you won't be able to talk properly for a while. She
agreed to try it.
The following Sunday morning the minister got up on the pulpit and said
"Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol we will not hath a thermon
tewday".