Larry gets home late one night and, Linda, his wife 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 disgust... '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 the Hospital