Onions and X-mas Trees

[Wolverine]

A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father:

"Dad, how many kinds of boobies are there?

The father, surprised, answers::-2

"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." :p

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, it's dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration."

[Wolverine]

no point. just thought it was a funny joke.