A 5-year old boy points to his dad's
willy in the bathroom and asks him what it is; the dad is slightly embarrassed and explains that it's a Rolls Royce. When his mum comes in to shower he points at her nether region and asks what that is if it's not a rolls royce- thinking on her feet and with freudian simplicity she calls it a garage.

Late at night, a thunderstorm starts, so the boy legs it into his parents' bedroom and asks to sleep in the bed. After a while the dad is frustrated and says 'move over son, I want to park my rolls royce in mum's garage.


Son replies- OK, just let me back my Mini out first.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Thu 9 Sep 2004, 20:20, Reply)