The organist.

An oldie but still funny...

There was this small church down in Texas that had a very
big-busted Organist.

Her breasts were so huge that they bounced and jiggled
while she played the organ and her nipples stuck out like
the proverbial chapel hat pegs. Unfortunately, she
distracted the congregation considerably, particularly the
men.

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.'