A woman goes to her doctor to discuss the pros and cons of a breast augmentation. The doctor is not a huge fan of plastic surgery, favoring a more holistic approach. He tells the woman there are a series of exercises she could try first, in order to firm up and enlarge her breasts.
The woman is leery, but she hears him out.
"What you're going to do," says the doctor "is thrice, daily, preform ten repetitions of the following." He then proceeds to put his hands under his armpits, making a sort of bird-wing-flapping motion, saying "Eeny, meeny, miney, moe, I want my boobs to grow."
"You're pulling my leg," says the woman.
"No it really works for 9 out of 10 women," responds the doctor. "You should grow at least a cup size in two to three months."
Again, the woman is suspicious, but she decides to give it a try. At least for two months.
After only two weeks, doing ten repetitions, three times per day, the woman discovers that her breasts really do feel firmer and her bra seems a bit tighter. Needless to say, she decides to stay the course.
On a particularly hectic day, she is on the subway to meet a client for lunch, when she realizes that she has forgotten her midday routine. She's so dedicated and invested at this point, that she just stands up on the subway, does her thing, and sits back down, hoping nobody thinks it was too absurd.
A man on the other end of the car takes notice and walks over to her.
"Excuse me," he says "Are you one of Dr. Kaufmans patients?"
"Why yes!" she responds, "How did you know?"
The man proceeds to perform synchronized pelvic thrusts, while chanting "Hickory, dickory, dock!..."
