On Fri, 30 Sep 2005 16:14:52 GMT, "Rolex" <Rolex@webmaster.com> wrote:
>A family is 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 twenties, a women'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, 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 twenties, his willy is like an oak tree,
>mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is a birch, flexible
>but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."
>"A Christmas tree?"
>"Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only
Touche!
Lil Stinker
"just havin' fun!"
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