Larry gets home late one night and his wife, Linda, says, "Where in the hell have you been?" Larry replies, "I was out getting a tattoo."
"A tattoo?" she frowned."What kind of tattoo did you get?" "
I got a hundred dollar bill on my privates," he said proudly."What the hell were you thinking?" she said, shaking her head in disdain. "Why on earth would an accountant get a hundred Dollar Bill tattooed on his privates?""
Well,
One, I like to watch my money grow.
Two, once in a while I like to play with my money.
Three, I like how money feels in my hand.
And, lastly, instead of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred bucks anytime you want.
"Larry is recovering in room 232 at John Hopkins Hospital".
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