Post by jokenet on Oct 31, 2006 8:30:54 GMT
tattoo
Larry gets home late one night and his wife, Linda, says, "Where in the
He*ll 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 he*ll 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.
Larry gets home late one night and his wife, Linda, says, "Where in the
He*ll 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 he*ll 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.