Organist. Her breas ts 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 to not eat any of the
green Persimmons, though, 'because they are so sour they will make your
mouth pucker up and you won't be able to talk properly for a while'. 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