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 Nurse Tracy asked if there was anything wrong.

"Yes, Nurse Tracy," said Mr. Goldstein, "My penis died today."

Knowing her patients were forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she says to Mr. Goldstein, "please accept my condolences."

The following day, Mr. Goldstein was walking down the hall with his penis hanging out of his pajamas, when he met Nurse Tracy.

"Mr. Goldstein," she said, "I thought you told me your penis had died?"

"It did," he replied. "Today's the viewing."