Farm Accountants

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. T he accountant asks, What does
chicken farming have to do with being a call girl? Well, I raised a
thousand little peckers last year. Chicken farmer it is.

Very good –
My favourite call girl joke is:
Sister Catherine was asking all the Catholic school children in fourth grade what they want to be when they grow up.
Little Sheila said, "When I grow up, I want to be a prostitute!"
Sister Catherine’s eyes grow wide and she barked, "What did you say?!"
"A prostitute!" Sheila repeats.
Sister Catherine breathes a sight of relief and says "Whew! Thank God! I thought you said ‘A Protestant’!"