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ONIONS AND CHRISTMAS TREES:
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 breasts. In her 20s, a woman's breasts
are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s to 40s,
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, 'Mum, how many kinds of 'willies' are there?'
The mother, surprised, smiles and answers, 'Well dear,
a man goes through three phases. In his 20s, his willy
is like an oak 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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