A lady wanted bigger breasts, so she went to her doctor to get a referral to a plastic surgeon. Her doctor said he would like her to try an exercise before surgery or drugs, and see how it works first. He stood up to demonstrate, held his arms straight out to the side, rotated them counterclockwise, and said, “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if I do this enough, I’ll have a big bust.”
The doctor had her try it. He told her to do it as often as she can, and to come back in a week.
One week later, she’s back at the doctor, and tells him that it didn’t work. The doctor asks her how often she did the exercise, she says 4-5 times a day. The doctor tells her to do it more, 30 times a day at least, and asks her to come back in 1 week.
She tries this, performing the exercise whenever she can. One day, as she waited to check out at Safeway, she started her exercise. “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if I do this enough, I’ll have a big bust.”
The man in front of her turns around, asks if she sees Dr. Johnson.
“Yes, how did you know?” she queries.
The man faces her, places both hands on his hips, moves his hips in a circular motion, and says, “Hickory dickory dock…”
