An old man, Mr. Jones, 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 was anything wrong.

"Yes, Nurse Tracy," said Mr. Jones, "My penis died today, and I am very sad."

Knowing her patients were forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Jones, please accept my condolences."

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

"Mr. Jones," she said, "you shouldn't be walking down the hall like this. Please put your penis back inside your pajamas."

"But, Nurse Tracy," replied Mr. Jones, "I told you yesterday that my penis died."

"Yes, you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?" asked Nurse Tracy.

"Well," he replied. "Today's the viewing."

Swamp Fox:

As a man who just turned 74, I think that is a lousy joke!

Then you won't like this one either.
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There is a merry family gathering, with all the generations around the table. The teenagers (naughty little rascals) smuggle a Viagra tablet into Grandpa's drink. After awhile, Grandpa excuses himself because he has to go to the bathroom.

When he returns, however, his trousers are wet all over. "What happened, Grandpa?" he is asked by his concerned children.

"Well," he answers, "I had to go to the bathroom. So I took it out, but then I saw that it wasn't mine, so I put it back!"