the travesties of age

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    A little boy asks "Dad, is it ok for us guys to notice all the different kind of boobs?"



    Surprised, the father answers, "Well, sure son, we wouldn't be

    >normal if we didn't, there are all kinds of breasts...depending

    on a woman's age- 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, Dad?"



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



    Not to be outdone, his sister asks her mother, "Mom, how many kind

    of pen!ses are there?"



    The mother, delighted to have equal time, answers, "Well, daughter,

    >a man goes through three phases.



    In a man's twenties, a man's pen!s 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?"



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




 
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