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During dinner, the son asks the father, “Daddy, how many kinds of boobs are there?”
The father, was surprised but answered, “Well, my dear son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are like pears, still nice, hanging a little bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”
The daughter then turned to her mother and asked, “Mummy, how many different kinds of penis are there?”
The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his penis is like an oak tree, strong and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but still reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks. “Yes, it weak and frail, and the balls are just for decoration.” |
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