A CHURCH STORY
A small church had a very attractive, buxom organist named Linda. Her breasts were so large that they bounced and jiggled as she played.
Unfortunately, she distracted the congregation considerably. The very proper, straight-laced 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 Linda, very discreetly,
about the problem, and advised her to mash up some green persimmons and rub them on her nipples and over her breasts, which should
cause them to shrink in size just a little, and become much firmer. She then warned her not to try to eat, or even taste 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. 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"
donn Wolfsburg Elder
3,515 posts · joined Nov 2005 ·
I dream of a day when a chicken can cross a road without being asked for it's motive!
