Published Jul 10, 2003
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."
"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."
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
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