Hanxter

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 NurseTracy.

'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?'

'Well,' he replied, 'Today's the viewing.'

SirLance

You can always rely on old guys for a good laugh!

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Twizted

ROFL... reminds me of a guy that used to live in our apartment building... his name was chet and he used to talk the hall in his pajama bottoms with his willy hanging out of the fly hole...

Not sure if he was just oblivious... or perverted... probably more of the latter...

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