Onions and Tannenbaum...

Onions and Christmas tree (the truth hurts...?)

A young man asks his father, "Dad, how many kinds of breasts are there?

The father, surprised, answers, "Well, son, there are three kinds of breasts.

In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and

firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but

hanging a bit. After fifty, they are like onions."

"Onions?"

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

***

A young woman asks her mother, "Mom, how many kind of penises are there?"

The mother, surprised, answers, "Well, daughter, a man goes

through three phases. In a man's twenties, a man's penis is like an oak, mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."

A Christmas tree?"

"Yes, dried up and the balls are there for decoration only."

[krispynurse]

Oh how that is so true :rotfl: :rotfl:

[Spidey's mom, ADN, BSN, RN]

Onions! Yep, I'm crying. Still breastfeeding, but crying all the same. :chuckle

[nowplayingEDRN]

Hehehehehehehe, This was funny. I do believe that I fall into the pear stage of the game