My Private Part Died

Mr. Goldstein, an old man, was living the last of his life in a nursing
home. One day he appeared to be very sad and depressed so 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,” she said, “But I don’t understand
why it needs to be hanging out of your pajamas?"

Well," he replied, "today's the viewing."