Onions & Xmas trees
 

The family is sitting at the dinner table. The son asks his
father, "Dad, how many kinds of boobies are there?" The father,
surprised, answers, "Well son, there's three kinds of breasts.
In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round & firm.
In her thirties & forties, they are like pears, still nice, but
hanging a bit.
After fifty, they are like onions."

"Onions?"

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

This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter says, "Mom, how
many types of "willies" are there?" The mother, surprised,
smiles and
answers, "Well dear, a man goes through three phases.
In his twenties, his willie is like an oak tree, mighty and hard.
In his thirties & forties, it's like a birch tree, flexible but
reliable.
After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."

"A Christmas tree??"

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

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR TO ALL !

Ouch!

Glad I'm still "flexible but reliable."