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 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."

I don't get it :confused:

<cleaning cookie crumbs off of keyboard>

Bobby, you always brighten up my day :lol:

:brent

I don't get it :confused:
he died yesterday... today's the viewing (as in visitain, ya know, when ya view the body)... he had his weiner hanging out for hte "viewing" cause it died.

LOL!!!!!

:brent :lol: Good one!