2nd.Time.Daddy
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Larry gets home late one night and his wife,
Linda, 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 Pound note on my privates," 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 Pound note
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 Pounds anytime you want."
Larry is recovering in room 232 at Johns Hopkins Hospital
Linda, 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 Pound note on my privates," 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 Pound note
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 Pounds anytime you want."
Larry is recovering in room 232 at Johns Hopkins Hospital
