Family discussion on peoples bumpy bits

The adolescent daughter says to the Mother 'How many different kinds of penises are there?' The mother thinks for a moment, looks at the father, a man in his fifties, then says 'there are three kinds. At twenty, a man's penis is as hard as an oak. Between thirty & forty it resembles a bamboo, flexible though firm. At 50, it is a Christmas tree.' 'A Christmas tree?' asks the husband. 'Absolutely,' says the mother 'dry, with balls hanging from it for decoration' So the son says to the Father 'How many different kinds of womens' breasts are there?' The father, a bit wound up now, says 'there are 3 types of breasts, too, son. At twenty, a woman's breasts resemble melons, nicely rounded & firm. Between thirty & forty, they resemble pears. Quite tasty still, although the shape may not be perfect. At 50, they resemble onions.' The mother: 'Onions' The father: 'Absolutely, you look at them, you cry'

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