When I was a child, my uncle used to amuse us with all sorts of funny stories and jokes. As we grew older, he even started sharing slightly dirty jokes with us, which we found quite amusing. Today, I came across a joke that reminded me of him. It’s one he never told us, and it’s quite hilarious.
The joke begins at a family dinner table, where the son curiously asks his father, “Dad, how many kinds of breasts are there?” The father, taken aback by the question, replies, “Well, son, there are three kinds of breasts. 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.”
Confused, the boy asks, “Onions?” To which the father chuckles and says, “Yes, you see them and they make you cry.” This response infuriates his wife and daughter, who are not amused by his humor.
Seizing the opportunity to turn the tables, the daughter asks her mother, “Mom, how many kinds of willies are there?” Surprised but quick-witted, the mother smiles at her daughter and replies, “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 like a birch, flexible but reliable. And after fifty, it is like a Christmas tree.”
Perplexed, the daughter asks, “A Christmas tree?” The mother nods and explains, “Yes, it’s dead from the root up, and the balls are for decoration only.”
This punchline leaves the father speechless and brings a wave of laughter to the table. It’s a lighthearted moment that shows the playful banter within this family.
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I hope this funny story brought a smile to your face. Share it with your friends and loved ones to spread the joy and have a good laugh together. After all, laughter is the best medicine for the soul.
