The son asks the father, Dad, how many kinds of Melons are there?
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father, “Dad, how many kinds of Melons are there?” The father, surprised, answers, “Well, son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s bre@sts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are like pears, still nice,…