MY PRIVATE PART DIED


An old man, Mr... Wallace, was living in a nursing home.

One day he appeared to be very sad and depressed.

Nurse Tracy asked him if there was anything wrong,

'Yes, Nurse Tracy ,' said Mr. Wallace.

'My Private Part died today, and I am very sad.'

Knowing her patients were a little forgetful and sometimes a little crazy,

she replied, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Wallace. Please accept my condolences.'

The following day, Mr. Wallace was walking down the hall with his Private Part

hanging out of his pajamas.

He met Nurse Tracy. 'Mr.. Wallace,' she said,

'You shouldn't be walking down the hall like that.

Please put your Private Part back inside your pajamas.'

'But, Nurse Tracy I can't,' replied Mr. Wallace.

'I told you yesterday that my Private Part died.

'Yes,' said Nurse Tracy, 'you did tell me that,

but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?'

(You've gotta love this .)

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



IF YOU ARE NOT LAUGHING SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH YOU

If he had a beer in his hand it would have been an Irish wake!

lmao....

Too dang funny

Puhlease. Way too weak for an Irish wake. If no one is beaten up, strangled, bitten or gets pregnant, it ain't a proper Irish wake!

Now, THAT is funny!

That reminds me of that movie "The Boondock Saints." Look it up if you've never seen it.

Is that the one with Darth Vader in it? Great movie!

That was hilarious!

Oh that was great I will for sure be sharing this one :)

Hi new friend! Good to see you out "mingling" in the forums!