A family of four, consisting of a mother, father, son, and daughter, sat around the dinner table when an unusual topic emerged. The father was asked about the different types of women’s chests, and he decided to playfully mock his wife, expecting a reaction.

“Dad, how many kinds of breasts are there?” the son asked.

The father, taken aback by the question, responded, “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.”

“Onions?” exclaimed the son.
“Yes, you see them and they make you cry,” the father replied.

Surprised by her husband’s answer, the daughter decided to inquire about the different types of “wilies” (penises). With a mischievous smile, the mother responded, “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 a birch, flexible but reliable. And after fifty, it is like a Christmas tree.”

“A Christmas tree?” asked the daughter, confused.
“Yes, dead from the root up, and the balls are for decoration only.”

The father, realizing he had been outsmarted, remained silent in response to his wife’s clever comeback. It was a satisfying revenge.

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