There was a small church in Lake City, FL 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.
So, one of the ladies approached her very discreetly and told her to
mash up some green persimmons and rub them on the nipples of her
breasts and maybe they would shrink in size, but warned her not to
eat any of the green persimmons, because they are so sour they will
make your mouth pucker up and you won't be able to talk properly for
awhile'. 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.'
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 on the nipples of her
breasts and maybe they would shrink in size, but warned her not to
eat any of the green persimmons, because they are so sour they will
make your mouth pucker up and you won't be able to talk properly for
awhile'. 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.'