(3am knocking on door of 96 year old)
YOLANDA:Hi honey! i coma to you with my graveyard trainee. he need to see your baby.
ME:..?
96 YEAR OLD:ohh..(rolls over in bed, tosses back covers revealing near bursting colostomy bag).
YOLANDA:oh! such a big baby.myle, you think?
ME:yes?
YOLANDA:honey,myle take care of your baby.
ME:yes?
96 YEAR OLD:how is my baby?
ME:it's a boy?
YOLANDA: you see?you can talk shit with her.