Candyland did look sweet.

Joke:  An elderly couple had been playing the slots and drinking down in Atlantic City.  Around 1:00 am, after winning a bit and feeling the effects of the drinks, they stumble out onto the Boardwalk and begin walking down.  All of a sudden, the old lady says, "I want a tattoo".  "Nonsense", said her husband and dragged her further down the Boardwalk.  After a while the old lady says, "In fact, I want two tattoos, and I won the money so that's what I want to do with it."  The old man is trying to figure out how to calm her down so he says, "The tattoo parlors aren't even open now.  Let's leave."  But as luck would have it, just as they are approaching their parking lot, there is a tattoo parlor with a bleary eyed artist (?) staring out into space over the counter.  The old woman sees it and drags her husband and tells the spaced out cowboy, "I want two tattoos.  One tattoo of Elvis on the inner part of my right thigh and one of Robert Redford on the inner part of my left thigh."  The old man pulls the woman away and tells her, "This isn't any tattoo artist.  He'll do a terrible job.  Let's just leave."  But the woman insists and the artist, cursing himself for ever getting into this business prepares the table, has her lie back on the table, lifts her knees, lowers her dress so he has access to her thighs, holds his breath and starts to work.  Every now and then he stops so he can turn around for some fresh air before continuing.  Afterwards, he says he is done and charges her $75.00.  The old man is angry and insists that it is a bad job and they shouldn't have to pay anything.  The old woman looks at the two tattoos in a hand mirror and decides to pay.  As they continue on the Boardwalk, now it's 3:00 am, the are bickering back and forth with the old man saying it was a terrible likeness and the woman still in love with the smears.  Finally, to settle the argument, they spot a drunk staggering down the Boardwalk towards them.  So the old man stops the drunk and says, "Would you do us a favor?  My wife had two tattoos of two people.  I say they are bad replicas and she says they are good.  Would you see if you could identify these two people?"  The drunk decides to move on until the old man hands him a $20.  The old woman sits down on a park bench, hoists her skirt up and the drunk gets down on his knees in between her knees and peers at one of the tattoos.  Immediately he says, "I know that guy, that's Elvis."  The old woman smiles.  The man then turns his head and says "I'm not too sure about this one though."  Just as the old man is starting to smile, the drunk exclaims, "Wait, wait, I know, that's Robert Redford."  And before either the old man or old woman could say anything else, the drunk continues, "And look - there's Willy Nelson right between them."