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.'
Now that food has replaced sex in my life, I can't even get into my own pants.