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 Barton asked if there was anything wrong.
Yes, Nurse Barton,” said Mr. Goldstein, “My penis 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 penis hanging out his pajamas, when he met Nurse Barton. Mr. Goldstein,” she said, “You shouldn’t be walking down the hall like this. Please put your penis back inside your pajamas.”
“But, Nurse Barton,” replied Mr. Goldstein, “I told you yesterday that my penis died.”
“Yes, you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?” asked Nurse Barton.
“Well,” he replied. “Today’s the viewing.”
