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Onions and Xmas trees

marriedblonde Nov 11, 2006

  1. marriedblonde

    marriedblonde Active Member

    A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, "Dad, how
    kinds of boobies are there?

    The father, surprised, answers, "Well, son, there's three kinds of
    breasts. In her twenties, a women's breasts are like melons, round
    firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but
    hanging bit. After fifty, they are like onions."


    "Yes, you see them and they make you cry"

    This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said, "Mum, how
    many kinds of 'willies' are there?"

    The mother, surprised, smiles and answers, "Well dear, a man goes
    through three phases. In his twenties, his willy is like an oak tree,
    mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is a birch, flexible
    but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."

    "A Christmas tree?"

    "Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only."

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