Carnivorousness

If you come in my cage I'll eat you too!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Here's a recipe for enlarging breasts from the book, Sarava! Afro-Brazilian Magick

To Enlarge Your Breasts

7 grains of yellow corn
2 red candles
2 black candles
1 black dove
7 long-stemmed red roses, denuded of thorns
1 bottle of anisette liqueur
matches

On a Friday night, take the grains of corn, one candle of each color,
and the matches to a "T" crossroads. Light the candles and invoke the
Pomba-Gira Maria Padilha (Mary Little Sandalfoot). Show her the corn
and entreat her to imbue it with the power to make your breasts grow.
Tell her that if she helps you out you will give her a fine present. Leave the candles burning as an offering, and return home and rub each grain all
over your breasts with the corn for seven Fridays in a row. On the last Friday, give the corn to the black dove to eat. By now you should see some difference in breast size.

Go back to the same "T" crossroads, taking with you the two remaining candles, matches, anisette liqueur, and seven well opened, dethorned long stemmed roses. Light the candles, invoke Maria Padilha, and thank her for her assistance. Open the bottle of anisette liqueur, take a sip as a libation to the entity and leave the bottle upright and open at the crossroads for her. Give her the roses as a present as well. Exit the site leaving the offering and the candles burning.


As we discussed this spell amongst ourselves at work, we were wondering where we could find a black dove. One of my co-workers said, "It will be difficult, especially since they executed
Tookie Williams!"

3 Comments:

At 7:24 PM , Blogger Anita said...

no thanks Miss C. i'm not happy with much, but i'm very happy with the boobs god gave me. they have certainly stood the test of time. and for that i am grateful. thank you lord. thank you.

 
At 7:34 PM , Blogger Miss Carnivorous said...

Standing the test of time is important. Pamela anderson has to keep getting her's filled over and over again to stay ahead of the sag. Eventially, well I don't want to think about it, sheesh.

 
At 8:13 AM , Blogger seejanemom said...

Your Grandmammy was right. Evil. ;)

 

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