The other week I went to go assist that one retired psychiatrist who I assist at the resthome when he was getting up from a nap, and when I go in, he's lying there all groggy and clothed on his bed with his shirt accidentally pulled up a bit over his big white belly and exposing his navel a bit.
"Is it me, or is it cold in here?", he asked all groggily as soon as I got in.
"It feels pretty normal," I was like, "But maybe it's how your shirt is pulled up and showing your stomach."
"That's supposed to be sexy," he mumbled.
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