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"this next story is a true story. it concerns to of my favorite subjects: industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts! mmm, what a combo! this is the story . . . the inventor of the modern foundationEnt that we women wear today was a german scientist and opera lover by the name of otto titsling! this is a true story. his name was otto titsling. what happened to otto titsling shouldn't happeA schnauzer. it's a very sad story. i feel i have to share it with you."Otto titsling, inventor and crout,Had nothing to get very worked up about.His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak.( )He fled to the opera at least twice a week.One night at the opera he saw an aidaWho's bust was so big it would often impede her.Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit,Done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts.Oh, my god! there she blows!Aerodynamically this girl was a mess.Otto eye-balled the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds,And he suddenly felt the fire of inspirationFlood his soul.He ran back to his workshopWhere he futzed and futzed and futzed.For otto titsling had found his quest:To lift and mold the female breast;To point the small ones to the sky;To keep the big ones high and dry!Every night he'd sweat and snortSearching for the right support.He tried some string and paper clips.Hey! he even tried his own two lips!Well, he stiched and he slavedAnd he slaved and he stitchedUntil finally one night, in the wee hours of morning,Otto arose from his workbench triumphant.Yes! he had invented the worlds firstOver-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. hooray!Exhausted but ecstatic otto ran outto the divaBearing the prototype in his hot little hand.Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on.But, after many initial mishapsShe finally did.And the sigh of relief that issued forthFrom her mouthWas so loud that it was mistaken by someTo be the early onset of the seraken windsWhich often rolled through the schwarzwaldWith a vengance!Ahhhhh-i!But little did otto know,At the moment of his greatest triumph,Lurking under the diva's bedWas none other than the very worstOf the french patent theivesPhillip debrassiere.And phil was watching the sceneWith a great deal of interest!Later that night, while our broom hilda slept,Into the wardrobe phillip softly crept.He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore,'til he found otto's titsling and he ran out the door.Crying, "oh, my god! what joy! what bliss!I'm gonna make me a million from this!Every woman in the world will wanna buy one.I will have all the goods manufactured in taiwan."The result of this swindle is pointedly clear:Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a brassiere?

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Otto Tittsling

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