A 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, a woman goesthrough three phases. In her 20s, a woman's boobs are likemelons, round and firm. In her 30s to 40s, they are likepears, still nice but hanging a bit. After 50, they are likeonions'.'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 mangoes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like anoak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it is like a birch,flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it is like a Christmas tree'.'A Christmas tree?''Yes --- dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration
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