When I was little, I had an uncle who used to tell all sorts of funny stories to us children. As we grew older, he also began to share one the occasional slightly "dirty joke." Needless to say, we enjoyed these very much. :)
I thought of my uncle when I came across this one. It's one he never told and I'd never heard before. It begins when a dad is asked to explain women's breasts to his son—or more specifically, to explain the different "types" of breasts that women have. Dad decides to take a little twist on his response, much to his daughter and wife's disapproval. But Mom is quick to retort with a witty response about the equivalent male body part. Read below for a hearty laugh!
A family is sitting around the dinner 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 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?” said the boy “Yes, see them and they make you cry,” the father replied.
This infuriated his wife and daughter, so the daughter asked, “Mom, how many kinds of willies are there?”
The mother, surprised, smiles and looks at her daughter 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. And after fifty, it is like a Christmas tree.”
“A Christmas tree?” asked the daughter, confused.
“Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only.”