Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2014 9:01:41 GMT
Who the hell is Eric ?
Well, Eric is the geezer who got home late one night:
Marilyn his wife was waiting for him with ...
"Where the hell have you been?"
Eric replies "I was getting a tattoo!"
"A tattoo? What kind of tattoo did you get?"
"I got a hundred quid note tattooed on my willy" 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 quid note tattooed on his willy?"
"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 all the time, now you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred quid anytime you want!!"
Eric is presently in The Manchester Royal Infirmary, Critical Care Unit.
I'm afraid there are No visitors until further notice!
Well, Eric is the geezer who got home late one night:
Marilyn his wife was waiting for him with ...
"Where the hell have you been?"
Eric replies "I was getting a tattoo!"
"A tattoo? What kind of tattoo did you get?"
"I got a hundred quid note tattooed on my willy" 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 quid note tattooed on his willy?"
"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 all the time, now you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred quid anytime you want!!"
Eric is presently in The Manchester Royal Infirmary, Critical Care Unit.
I'm afraid there are No visitors until further notice!
