Wednesday, August 3, 2011

There was a small church in Texas that had a very big-busted lady 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.

So, one of the ladies approached her very discreetly and told her to mash up some green persimmons and rub them around and on the nipples of her breasts hoping maybe they would shrink in size, but warned her not to eat or get any of the green persimmons near her mouth, '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 in the pulpit and said.... 

'Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol, we will not hath a thermon tewday.'

Hat Tip; Ree

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