I used to do expenses for a moderate sized company, and let me tell you, there's only one kind of movie that costs $17.99, and it ain't When Harry Met Sally.
There was one fella, who must've had a horrible porn addiction, 'cause there was one of those on just about every hotel bill he turned it. Not that he didn't go through the trouble of blocking it out with a black sharpie, but for God's sake, I'm an accountant, you don't think I can add that up?
Sadder thing was, though, he'd crossed a friend of mine in the office, really burned him, and I just couldn't resist walking around the office with his hotel bill and keeping all manner of people up to date on "Poor Danny's porn addiction" much to the delight of many co-workers.
Word to the wise, just download porn onto you laptop or send photos to your G Mail account for a more private source of self-abuse while on the road.
Owl_Eagle
If what I just wrote made you sad or angry,
it was probably just a joke.
Word to the wiser, everything done in secret will be made public.
I can't quote chapter and verse right now, but I'm pretty sure of the quote.
Shalom.