A small church had a very attractive big-busted organist, Linda.
Her breasts were so large that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ,
distracting the congregation considerably.
distracting the congregation considerably.
The 'very proper' church ladies were appalled.
They decided that something had to be done about this or they would have to get another organist.
One of the ladies approached Linda very discreetly about the problem, and told her to mash up some
green astringent persimmons and rub them on her nipples and over her breasts, which should cause
them to shrink in size. But she warned her not to taste any of the green persimmons, because they
are so sour they will make her mouth pucker up, and she wouldn't be able to talk properly for a while.
green astringent persimmons and rub them on her nipples and over her breasts, which should cause
them to shrink in size. But she warned her not to taste any of the green persimmons, because they
are so sour they will make her mouth pucker up, and she wouldn't be able to talk properly for a while.
The voluptuous organist reluctantly agreed to try it.
The following Sunday morning the minister walked up to the pulpit and said,
"Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol, we will not hab a thermon tewday."
"Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol, we will not hab a thermon tewday."
Thanks Norman
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