Monthly Archives: June 2008

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 her,' 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.'

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.'

A very tired nurse walks into a bank, totally exhausted after an 18-hour shift.

Preparing to write a cheque, she pulls a rectal thermometer out of her purse and
tries to write with it.

When she realises her mistake, she looks at the flabbergasted teller and without
missing a beat, she says:

“Well, that's great....  That's just great....  Some asshole's got my pen!”