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A woman walks into an accountant's office & 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, SIN#, etc. & then asks, 'What is your occupation?'
'I'm a whore,' she says.
The accountant is somewhat taken back & 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 moment & the woman says, 'I'm an elite chicken farmer.'
The accountant asks, 'What does chicken farming have to do w/being a prostitute?
'Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year.'
'Chicken Farmer, it is.'
The accountant says, 'Before we begin, I'll need to ask you a few questions.'
He gets her name, address, SIN#, etc. & then asks, 'What is your occupation?'
'I'm a whore,' she says.
The accountant is somewhat taken back & 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 moment & the woman says, 'I'm an elite chicken farmer.'
The accountant asks, 'What does chicken farming have to do w/being a prostitute?
'Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year.'
'Chicken Farmer, it is.'
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