Otto Titsling, and krout, had to get very worked up about. His inventions failures, his future seemed bleak. He fled to the at least twice a week
One night at the opera he saw an who's was so big it would often impede her. he watched her fall into the pit, done in by the of those terrible tits.
Oh, my god! she blows! Aerodynamically girl was a mess. Otto eye-balled the diva lying amongst the reeds, and he suddenly felt the of inspiration his soul. He ran back to his where he and futzed and futzed.
For Otto Titsling had his quest: to lift and mold the female to point the small to the sky; to keep the big high and dry!
Every he'd sweat and snort searching for the support. He tried some string and clips. Hey! He tried his own two lips!
Well, he and he slaved and he slaved and he until one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto from his workbench triumphant. Yes! He had the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray!
but ecstatic Otto ran out to the bearing the in his hot little hand. Now, the diva did not to try the darn thing on. But, after many mishaps, she did. And the of relief that issued forth her mouth was so loud that it was by some to be the early onset of the Seraken which would roll through the Schwarzwald a vengence! Ahhhhh-i!
But little did know, at the moment of his triumph, lurking the diva's bed was none other the very worst of the french thieves, DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the with a great of interest!
Later that night, while Broom slept, into the wardrobe Phillip crept. He fumbled through knickers and galore, 'til he found titsling and he ran out the door.
Crying, "Oh, my god! joy! What bliss! I'm gonna me a million from this! Every woman in the world wanna buy one. I will have all the manufactured in Taiwan."
The result of this swindle is pointedly Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a