Wilmot Street Baptist Church had a very attractive big-busted
organist, Linda, and her breasts were so large 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 Linda very discreetly about the
problem, and told 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, but warned her not to taste 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 a while.
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 cuntwol, we vill not hab a