A young woman asks her mother, Mom, how many kind of penises are there? The mother, surprised, answers, Well, daughter, a man goes through three phases. In a man's twenties, a man's penis 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? the young woman asks. Yes, dried up and the balls are there for decoration only.
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