A small town church had an attractive organist whose breasts were so large that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ.
Unfortunately, this distracted the congregation.
The very proper church ladies were appalled.
They said something had to be done or they would fire this one and get another organist.
One of the ladies approached her about the problem, and told her to mash up some green persimmons and rub them over her breasts, which should cause them to shrink in size.
She 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 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."

thats some funny *** **** right there!!!!!!