It was getting late one Friday evening and Linda was starting to get worried about her husband of several years, Wally, who worked as an accountant and was usually home by this hour.
Wally finally gets home and Linda, his wife, says “Where the hell have you been?”
Wally replies “I was out getting a tattoo!”
“What do you mean, 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 Accountant get a hundred dollar bill tattooed on his privates?”