A small church had a very attractive big busted organist, and they 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 her very discreetly about the problem, and told her to mash up some green persimmons and rub them all over her breasts, which should cause them to shrink in size, but warned her not to taste any of the green persimmons mixture, because it is so sour that it will make her mouth pucker up, and she would not be able to talk properly for a while.
The 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”
"snigger"
