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Mom gets even with dad
Jan 27, 2016 18:04:11   #
PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.
 
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father: “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?”

The father, surprised answers. “Well, 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, but h*****g a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”

This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willys are there?” The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree - mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks.

“Yes, dead from the root up, and the balls are just for decoration.”

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Jan 27, 2016 18:20:05   #
Don G. Dinsdale Loc: El Cajon, CA (San Diego County)
 
Ha, Ha, Very Good... True Too... Don D.

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PoppaGringo wrote:
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father: “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?”

The father, surprised answers. “Well, 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, but h*****g a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”

This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willys are there?” The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree - mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks.

“Yes, dead from the root up, and the balls are just for decoration.”
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the ... (show quote)

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Jan 27, 2016 20:09:57   #
lindajoy Loc: right here with you....
 
:lol: :lol: :lol: :thumbup: :thumbup:



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Jan 27, 2016 23:07:00   #
lpnmajor Loc: Arkansas
 
PoppaGringo wrote:
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father: “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?”

The father, surprised answers. “Well, 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, but h*****g a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”

This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willys are there?” The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree - mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks.

“Yes, dead from the root up, and the balls are just for decoration.”
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the ... (show quote)


I swear I'm going to find that hidden microphone - someday. :cry:

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Jan 27, 2016 23:09:32   #
AuntiE Loc: 45th Least Free State
 
lpnmajor wrote:
I swear I'm going to find that hidden microphone - someday. :cry:


We, stealthily, move it about. You will be unable to locate it. Mrs. LPNMAJOR provides assistance. :idea: :twisted: :mrgreen:

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Jan 27, 2016 23:18:17   #
lpnmajor Loc: Arkansas
 
AuntiE wrote:
We, stealthily, move it about. You will be unable to locate it. Mrs. LPNMAJOR provides assistance. :idea: :twisted: :mrgreen:


I KNEW it! I just knew it! I can't prove it yet - but I still be looking. :? :hunf:

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Jan 27, 2016 23:23:02   #
AuntiE Loc: 45th Least Free State
 
lpnmajor wrote:
I KNEW it! I just knew it! I can't prove it yet - but I still be looking. :? :hunf:


We have resources for the newest and bestest technology. We considered cameras; however, your Mrs. vetoed such an idea. :mrgreen: :twisted: :mrgreen:

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Jan 27, 2016 23:37:44   #
PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.
 
AuntiE wrote:
We have resources for the newest and bestest technology. We considered cameras; however, your Mrs. vetoed such an idea. :mrgreen: :twisted: :mrgreen:


Yes, she was aware not having a camera would be his salvation as the audio could be quite devastating in and of itself.

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Jan 27, 2016 23:40:04   #
AuntiE Loc: 45th Least Free State
 
PoppaGringo wrote:
Yes, she was aware not having a camera would be his salvation as the audio could be quite devastating in and of itself.


A very smart woman is Mrs. LPNMajor, even though she married him. :mrgreen: 8-) :roll: :-o

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Jan 28, 2016 10:18:27   #
lpnmajor Loc: Arkansas
 
AuntiE wrote:
We have resources for the newest and bestest technology. We considered cameras; however, your Mrs. vetoed such an idea. :mrgreen: :twisted: :mrgreen:


Yeah, cameras would embarrass HER. I am beyond such things. :roll: ;-)

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Jan 28, 2016 14:25:13   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
AuntiE wrote:
A very smart woman is Mrs. LPNMajor, even though she married him. :mrgreen: 8-) :roll: :-o

Hmmmm....could we not say the same for UncleE :?: Heh...heh...heh. :mrgreen:

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Jan 28, 2016 14:25:19   #
badbobby Loc: texas
 
PoppaGringo wrote:
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father: “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?”

The father, surprised answers. “Well, 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, but h*****g a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.”

This infuriated his wife and daughter. The daughter asks, “Mom, how many different kinds of willys are there?” The mother smiles and says, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases also. In his 20s, his willy is like an oak tree - mighty and hard. In his 30s and 40s, it’s like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his 50s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” the daughter asks.

“Yes, dead from the root up, and the balls are just for decoration.”
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the ... (show quote)




naughty
but dam funny :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

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