The Story of The Onion and The Christmas Tree

The family is sitting at the dinner table. The son asks his father, "Dad, how many kinds of boobies are there?" The father, surprised, answers, "Well son, there's three kinds of breasts. In her 20s, a woman's breasts are like melons, round & firm. In her 30s & 40s, they are like pears, still nice, but hanging a bit. After 50s , they are like onions." "Onions?" "Yes, you see them, and they make you cry."

This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter says, "Mom, how many types of "willies" are there?" The mother, surprised, smiles and answers, "Well dear, a man goes through three phases. In his 20s , his willie is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s & 40s, it's like a birch tree, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it is like a Christmas tree.! " "A Christmas tree??"

"Yes dear, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only."