A woman, channeling her inner siren, leaned toward her husband and purred, “Have you ever seen twenty bucks all crumpled up?” He shook his head. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, reached into her bra, and pulled out a wrinkled $20 bill. He grinned like a kid on Christmas morning.
Then she smirked, “How about fifty bucks, all crumpled?” He swallowed hard and shook his head again. With a wink, she hiked up her skirt, reached into her underwear, and fished out a squished $50. His eyes practically popped out.
Finally, she leaned in close and whispered, “Ever seen $50,000… all crumpled up?” He practically shouted, “No! Where?!”
She deadpanned, “Check the garage. You backed into my car.”
