Fresh from my shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of romantically telling me this is not true, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion: If you want your breasts to grow, then take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds 3 times every day.
Willing to try anything, I got a piece of toilet paper and stood 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 3 times every day will make my breasts larger over the years?
Without missing a beat he said, Worked for your bum, didnt it?
The idiot is still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.
I know I'll get beaten up for this post "because it's the jokes section" and I know Aussie Paul meant no harm but...
I just wanted to make the point that had I told a joke where the punch line was about a man who beat up his wife I'd be soundly lectured on the "wrongness" of my joke.
There is, it seems to me, a push to blame men for everything and remove responsibility from women for anything.
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Oliver Cromwell, 3rd August 1650 - in a letter to the General Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland
