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> A young boy asks his father, "Dad, is it OK for us guys to notice all
> > the different kinds 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, when you see them they make you cry...."
> >
> > Not to be outdone, his sister asks her mother, "Mom, how many kinds
> > of weenies are there?"
> >
> > The mother, delighted to have equal time, answers, "Well, daughter,
> a
> > man goes through three phases. In a man's twenties, his weenie 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, all dried up and the balls are only there for decoration..."