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 is your occupation?"
> >>
> >>"I'm a whore," she says.
> >>
> >>The accountant is somewhat taken back and says, "No, No, No. That
> >>won't work. 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."
> >>
> >>...."Chicken Farmer it is."
> >>
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