Fresh from my shower, I was standing in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.

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 butt, didn't it?

He's 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