Wally gets home late one night and Linda, his wife, says “Where the hell have you been?” Wally 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 a Chartered 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.” Wally is in the Manly Hospital, Critical Care Unit, Room 233
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