One day as she is making her rounds she hears crying coming from Mr. Wilson's room.
She looks into the room and sees Mr. Wilson crying on his bed.
"What is wrong Mr. Wilson?" Sarah asks.
Sobbing Mr. Wilson replied, "My penis died."
"I'm sorry" Sarah says at she pats Mr. Wilson on the back.
Realizing there is nothing else she can do Sarah continues with her work.
Three days later Sarah hears screaming and other commotion coming from the main corridor. Rushing to find out what is going on she sees Mr. Wilson walking through the main corridor with his penis hanging out from the flap in his pajamas. He moves slowly down the hall and stops at each open door to turn and display himself to each room. Sarah rushes over as fast as she can.
"Mr. Wilson!, what are you doing?, put that thing away, I thought you said it had died"
"It did", Mr. Wilson said, "Today is the viewing".
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