Tax Time

A woman walks into an accountant’s office and tells him that she needs to
file her taxes.
The accountant says, “before we begin, I’ll need to ask you a few
questions.”
“He gets her name, address, Social security number, etc. and then
asks,”what’s your occupation?”
“I’m a Lady of the night,” she says.
The accountant is somewhat taken aback and says, “let’s try to rephrase
that.”
“The woman says, “ok, I’m a high-end call girl.”
“No, that still won’t work. Try again.”
“They both think for a minute; then the woman says, “I’m an elite chicken
farmer.”
The accountant asks, “what does chicken farming have to do with being a
prostitute?”
“Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year.”
The accountant says, “Chicken Farmer it is.”

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