Saturday, February 04, 2006

A post of utter nonsense

You Are
A Distressed Pumpkin Face
You would make a good pumpkin pickle.




Subject: It's all in the wording!

Tax Return

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 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 balks and says, "No, No, No, that won't work; too gross.
Let's try to rephrase that."

The woman says, "OK, I'm a high-end call girl."
"Sorry, that is still too crude. Try again."

They both think for a minute, then the woman says,
"How about 'elite chicken farmer."

"Stunned, the accountant asks, "What does chicken farming have to do with being a high-end call girl?"

"Well, I raised over a thousand little peckers last year."
"Good enough!"

Who Should Paint You: Alfred Gockel
All American yet funky, you inspire an artist's imaginationAnd while not everyone will understand your portrait, you will!

7 comments:

Brandy said...

Love the tax joke. Oh, did you get the poster done?

Eve said...

Just popped over from Brandy's site - love the stuff here. You have a wonderful sense of humor! I know where I'll stop if I need a laugh.

Michele said...

Thanks, Brandy! When you smile, I smile!

Michele said...

Welcome, Eve!! So happy to have you visit. Glad you see something you like.
Guess I'm going to return the favor and say Hi on yours.
TTFN!!

Robin Caroll said...

LOL...I LOVE it! Ugh, it IS tax time again, isn't it? Shoot me now!

Eve said...

Michele - as an aspiring writer you ought to come visit my other site on bravenet. Just click on my name and go to my webpage. There you can click on my journal and come join us.

Michele said...

**giggle**
Robin, you crack me up.
Yeah, it's tax time again. Tis the season for moans, groans and bad jokes.
Hope all goes smooth with your prep this year.
Toodles!