Something to tickle your funnybone
Oh the thing we have to look foward to when we get older
An old man, Mr. Goldstein, was living the last of
his life in a nursing home.
One day he appeared to be very sad and
depressed. Nurse Tracy asked if there was anything wrong.
"Yes, Nurse Tracy," said Mr. Goldstein, "My
private part died today, and I am very sad."
Knowing her patients were forgetful and
sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry,
Mr. Goldstein, please accept my condolences."
The following day, Mr. Goldstein was walking
down the hall with his private part hanging out of his pajamas, when he met Nurse Tracy.
"Mr. Goldstein," she said, "You shouldn't be
walking down the hall like that.
Please put your private part back inside your pajamas."
"But, Nurse Tracy," replied Mr. Goldstein, "I
told you yesterday that my private part died." "Yes, you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas? "asked Nurse Tracy.
"Well," he replied. "Today's the viewing!"