An accountant gets home late one night and his wife says, "Where the hell
>have you been?"
>He 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 penis," 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 on his penis?"
>"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow," he began. "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!!!
>have you been?"
>He 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 penis," 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 on his penis?"
>"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow," he began. "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!!!