An old man, Mr. Andrews,
was living in a nursing home. One day he appeared to be very sad and depressed. Nurse Barb asked him if there was anything wrong.
"Yes, Nurse Barb," said Mr. Andrews.
"My Private Part died today, and I am very sad."
Knowing her patients were a little forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Andrews. Please accept my condolences."
The following day, Mr. Andrews was walking down the hall with his Private Part hanging out of his pajamas.
He met Nurse Barb. "Mr. Andrews," she said, "You shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. Please put your Private Part back inside your pajamas.'
"But, Nurse Barb I can't," replied Mr. Andrews. "I told you yesterday that my Private Part died."
"Yes," said Nurse Barb, "you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?"
"Well," he replied, "Today is the viewing."
"Yes, Nurse Barb," said Mr. Andrews.
"My Private Part died today, and I am very sad."
Knowing her patients were a little forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Andrews. Please accept my condolences."
The following day, Mr. Andrews was walking down the hall with his Private Part hanging out of his pajamas.
He met Nurse Barb. "Mr. Andrews," she said, "You shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. Please put your Private Part back inside your pajamas.'
"But, Nurse Barb I can't," replied Mr. Andrews. "I told you yesterday that my Private Part died."
"Yes," said Nurse Barb, "you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?"
"Well," he replied, "Today is the viewing."
