Christmas Lights….

I love CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. They remind me of illegal immigrants. They all hang together, half of the don’t work, and the ones that do aren’t that bright.

Onions and Christmas Trees!

A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, ‘Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?’ The father, surprised, answers, ‘Well, son, there are three kinds of boobs.’ ‘In her 20’s, a woman’s are like melons, round and firm. In her 30’s to 40’s, they are like pears, still nice but…