A women in need to file her taxes visits an accountant for the first time.
?Before we begin I?ll need some information.?
He gets her name, address, social security number, etc, and then asks, ?What is your occupation??
?I?m a whore,? she says.
The accountant balks and says, ?No, No, that will not work; too gross. Let?s try to rephrase that.?
The woman says, ?O.k., I?m a high-end-call girl.?
?Sorry, that is still too crude. Try again.?
Both think for a minute until the woman says, ?How about ?elite chicken farmer?.?
Socked, the accountant asks, ?What does chicken farming have to do with being a high-end-call girl??
?Well, I raised over a thousand little peckers last year.?:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised
?Before we begin I?ll need some information.?
He gets her name, address, social security number, etc, and then asks, ?What is your occupation??
?I?m a whore,? she says.
The accountant balks and says, ?No, No, that will not work; too gross. Let?s try to rephrase that.?
The woman says, ?O.k., I?m a high-end-call girl.?
?Sorry, that is still too crude. Try again.?
Both think for a minute until the woman says, ?How about ?elite chicken farmer?.?
Socked, the accountant asks, ?What does chicken farming have to do with being a high-end-call girl??
?Well, I raised over a thousand little peckers last year.?:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised:surprised