When I was visiting some kinfolks in Southwest Missouri a while back,I went to church with them.I couldn't help but notice their very big-busted organist. Her breasts were so huge that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ.
Unfortunately, she distracted the whole congregation considerably. The very proper church ladies were appalled at her. I over heard my cousins saying somethin 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 her breasts and maybe they would shrink in size, but warned her to not eat any them cause being so sour, they'd surely make her mouth pucker up and she wouldn't be able to talk properly for a while. She agreed to try it.
The following Sunday morning the minister got up on the pulpit and said............. "Dew to thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol, we will not hath a thermon tewday."
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