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 is anything wrong.
"yes, nurse tracy," said mr. goldstein, "my private part died today, and i am very sad." Knowing her paitents were forgetfull and some times a lttle crazy, she replied, " oh i'm sorry , mr. goldstein please accept my condolences."
the folowing day, mr. goldstien was walking down the hall with his privite part hanging out of his pajamas, when he met nurse tracy. "mr goldstein," she said,"you shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. please put your privite part back inside your pajamas."
"but nurse tracy" repiled mr. goldstein." i told you yesterday that my privite part died.""yes you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?"
"well" he replied, "todays the viewing."
what i want to know is when is the reception?
ha ha ha:jdevil: