When the family get together around the dinner table, you just never know what the topic of conversation will be. LOLOL
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, there are three kinds of boobs:
In her 20’s, a woman’s boobs are like melons, round and firm.
In her 30’s to 40’s, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit.
After 60 they are like onions.”
‘Onions?’ his son questioned.
“Yes, you see them and they make you want to cry”.
This infuriated his wife and daughter, so the daughter asked her own question.
‘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 60’s, it is like a Christmas tree.”
‘A Christmas tree?’ the daughter asked.
“YES, the tree is dead and the balls are just for decoration.”