> Larry Is in Room #233
> >
> >
> >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 233 at the local
> hospital.