Christmas Trees
Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:10 pmA family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, "Dad, how many
kinds of boobs are there? The father, surprised, answers, "Well son, there
are three kinds of breasts.
In her 20's, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and firm.
In her 30's to 40's, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit.
After 50, they are like onions".
"Onions?"
"Yes, you see them and they make you cry."
This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said, "Mom, how many
kinds of 'willies' are there?" The mother, surprised, smiles and answers,
"Well dear, a man goes through three phases.
In his 20's, his Willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard.
In his 30's and 40's, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable.
After his 50's, it is like a Christmas tree".
"A Christmas tree?"
"Yes - dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration!"
kinds of boobs are there? The father, surprised, answers, "Well son, there
are three kinds of breasts.
In her 20's, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and firm.
In her 30's to 40's, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit.
After 50, they are like onions".
"Onions?"
"Yes, you see them and they make you cry."
This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said, "Mom, how many
kinds of 'willies' are there?" The mother, surprised, smiles and answers,
"Well dear, a man goes through three phases.
In his 20's, his Willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard.
In his 30's and 40's, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable.
After his 50's, it is like a Christmas tree".
"A Christmas tree?"
"Yes - dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration!"