A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, 'Dad, how manykindsof boobs are there?' The father, surprised, answers, 'Well, son, a woman goes through threephases.In her 20s, a woman's boobs are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s to40s,they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After 50, they are likeonions'. ' Onions ?' 'Yes, you see them and they make you cry.' This infuriated his wife and daughter, so the daughter said, 'Mom, how manykinds of 'willies' are there?' The mother, surprised, smiles and answers,'Welldear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like anoak tree, mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it is like a birch, flexiblebutreliable. After his 50s, it is like a Christmas tree '. 'A Christmas tree?' 'Yes --- dead from the root up and the balls are justfordecoration.'