A Woman Walks Into Her

A woman walks into her accountant’s office and tells him

that she needs to file her taxes. The accountant says,

“Before we begin, I’ll need to ask a few questions.”

He gets her name, address, social security number, etc. and

then asks, “What is your occupation?” The woman replies,

“I’m a wh**e.” The accountant balks and says, “No,

no, no. That will never work. That is much too crass.

Let’s try to rephrase that.” The woman, “Ok, I’m a

pros****te.” “No, that is still too crude. Try again.”

They both think for a minute, then the woman states,

“I’m a chicken farmer.” The accountant asks, “What

does chicken farming have to do with being a wh**e or a

pros****te?” “Well, I raised over 5,000 co**s last

year.”