One day in a nursing home, old Mr. Smith goes up to a candy striper and says, “My penis died.”

Deciding to humor him, the girl says “Oh, poor baby. I’m sorry to hear that.”

Two days later the girl is making her rounds and sees Mr. Smith wandering the halls with his frank and beans hanging out.

“Mr. Smith!” she cries. “I thought you said your penis had died!”

“It did. Today’s the viewing.