The other week after assisting the one retired psychiatrist with a shower at the resthome, he was in his living room watching TV, and I was cleaning up his bathroom.
Then, when I passed him on my way out of his room with his dirty towels all wrapped up in a bundle in another towel, he turned to me and mugged a blank face and was like, "Why did you make a baby, and where are you taking it?".
Then, he chuckled to himself, and went back to watching TV.
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