Three Types of Bras
A man walks into the ladies department of Macy's, walks up to the woman behind the counter and says, "I'd like to buy a bra for my wife." "What type of bra?" asks the clerk. "Type?" inquires the man. "There is more than one type?" "Look around," says the saleslady, as she shows a sea of bras in every shape, size, color, and material. "Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only three types of bras," replies the salesclerk. Confused, the man asks what the types are. The saleslady replies, "The Catholic type, the Salvation Army type, and the Baptist type. Which one do you need?" Still confused, the man asks, "What is the difference between them?" The lady responds, "It is all really quite simple. The Catholic type supports the masses, the Salvation Army type lifts up the fallen, and the Baptist type makes mountains out of mole hills."
Breast or Bottle
A woman went into a doctor's office with a baby. She's taken into an examining room and waits for the doctor. The doctor examines the baby, and finds him not gaining much weight and asks the woman, "Is he breast fed or on the bottle?" "Oh...he is breast fed!", replied the woman. "Well then, strip down to your waist," orders the doctor. She takes off her top and bra and sits on the examining table. The doc starts pressing, kneading and pinching both breasts for quite a while in a very detailed and thorough examination. The doc motions to her to get dressed, then the doctor says - "No wonder this baby is so hungry. You don't have any milk!" The woman with a wry grin on her face responds..."Well of course I don't." "I'm his aunt - but I'm SURE GLAD I brought him in!"
Yo Mama - Flat
Yo mama so flat, the last time she felt a breast was in a KFC bucket.
A young woman goes to a dinner party with a head-cold. Her dress had no pockets for a tissue so she stuffs one into each cup of her bra. During the dinner party she feels a sneeze coming on. She discreetly rummages inside her left cup, but is unable to find anything. She notices that the man next to her is watching. “Sorry,” she whispers. “But I’m sure I had two when I arrived.”
Q: What do you call the space between Pamela Anderson's breasts?
A: Silicone Valley.