Larry gets home late one night and Maxine, 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 this 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 #233 at the local hospital.