One Hundred Dollars
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> An accountant gets home late one night and his wife says,
> >"
> >Where the hell 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 dick," 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 dick?"
> >"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow," he
> >began. "Two, once in awhile,
> >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!!!!
>
> An accountant gets home late one night and his wife says,
> >"
> >Where the hell 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 dick," 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 dick?"
> >"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow," he
> >began. "Two, once in awhile,
> >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!!!!
