Wacky (Tacky) Wisdom

Every once in a while I'll recall some piece of sage wisdom from my childhood, or some comedic bit from college or law school that gave me a good giggle. It's usually a pro pos of nothing, but I've never before had a place to share these little pearls. So here's the first of what I hope will be many bits of Wacky, yet oddly Tacky, Wisdom.

Recently, a dear friend who underwent a double mastectomy began the painful reconstructive process. So we've been discussing boobs a lot, and in particular the size her new ones ought to be (I'm just awed at the prospect that you could have two which are roughly the same size and shape). Her husband thinks that her slim frame deserves a whole new look, and so he's pushing for his dream: D cups. And I was reminded of a piece of a comedy routine I heard years ago. If I could recall the source, I'd credit him. It goes a little like this:

"In Paris, they say that the perfect sized breast should fill a champagne glass.

In Brooklyn, it should clog a toilet."

I don't know why I find that funny, but I do.