A nurse walked in to the small, sterile room with a cupcake and a thin unlit candle. "Time for your birthday cake! You hit the big 4-5! Make a wish!"
"I wish I had a nurse that would put her fat arse in gear and get me a birthday cake worth getting out of bed for, child," he said as he folded his arms.
"Sorry, I'll be back in an hour to give you the last ten pills of your medications for the day." The nurse walked out and sighed. Three days working to take care of this man, and she was already ready to throw in the towel. 'He's usually in bed by 3 A.M.' the nurse thought to herself. 'I can get some rope by then, and then when he's asleep...' She stopped herself from following that line of thought any further. She no longer wanted to think about giving this Santa Claus looking asshole his comeuppance, the same ride she was sure each reindeer wanted to extract from their domineering fat man with his brand new rope reins. "There was Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, and Rudolph," she sang. 'And Kathy,' she thought to herself. She sighed and hummed about a red nosed reindeer, and wandered off to her duties. Fatso ripped a huge wet fart that echoed through the hallway. Kathy sighed and turned around, grabbing an adult diaper on the way to the fat man's room.
LEGAL DISCLAIMER: THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL LIFE NURSES ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL