A wealthy trader from Wall Street stopped in at the local tattoo parlor in Key West, Florida and requested to have a one hundred dollar bill tattooed on his penis.

The heavily tattooed tattoo artist looked at the extremely well dressed trader with a look of complete astonishment, and said "I've had strange requests, but this one tops the list. Why in the hell would you want me to tattoo your wanker with the picture of a one hundred dollar bill?"

The trader in his usual fashion looked at the burly artist and told him this account. "There are three distinct reasons I want this done and done immediately.

One, I love to play with my money. Two, when I play with my money, I love to see it grow. Three, and this is the most important of all, the next time my wife wants to blow a hundred bucks, she won't have to leave home to do it!


LORD TRADER....YOU'LL HAVE TO SETTLE FOR THE SUSAN B. ANTHONY DOLLAR...[rolleyes]
 

Not if the pills work [;)][:D]

Lord trader...  I heard you gain the 25% as long as you continue to take the pill..  when you quit, you end up with 25% less than you had to start with... [:D][;)]

Just think, you could wind up hung like a two-story YAK.[@:D]