The Summer Hire

I’ve got a summertime job at the local retirement home & Mr. Smith, my 90 year old patient, has grown so fond of me he’s decided to make me the sole beneficiary of his life’s worth after he passes away. The lawyer shouldn’t have let me seen that paperwork because today everyone else is out on a picnic and it’s just me and Mr. Smith. The poor old guy has such brittle bones… Well, time for your sponge bath Mr. Smith! [This clip contains bone-crunching sound effects! Buy it and see why!]