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> > A family is sitting around the supper table. The son 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."
> >
> > This infuriated the wife and daughter so the daughter said, "Mum,how many kinds of penises are there?"
> >
> > The mother, surprised, smiles, and looks at her husband and answers,
> >"Well, dear, a man goes through three phases. In a m an's twenties,his penis is like an oak, mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, its like a birch, Flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."
> >
> > "A Christmas tree?"
> >
> > "Yes, dead from the root up & the balls are there for decoration only!