A woman walks into a tattoo parlor and asks "Are you good at doing tattoos of celebrities?
"The guy says, "Sure, I'm pretty good. What do you want done?"
The lady says, "I'd like a portrait of Robert Redford on the inside of my right thigh, and a portrait of Paul Newman on the inside of my left thigh."
"No problem," says the artist. "Take your pants off and get up on the table."
After a couple of hours, he finishes, and she sits up and examines the tattoos.
"That doesn't look like either of them!" she complains.
"Sure it does," he says, "and I'll prove it to you." With that, he runs out of the shop and grabs the first man off the street he can find, who happens to be the town drunk.
"Well, what do you think?" the woman asks the drunk, spreading her legs. "Do you know who these men are?"
The drunk studies the tattoos for a couple of minutes and says. "Well, I'm not too sure who the other two are, but the guy in the middle is definitely Willie Nelson!"