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Monday, April 18, 2011

That infamous day that comes every April.....

A prostitute goes into the tax preparer to get her tax form done. "Okay," says the tax guy, "We need to list your profession for income purposes."
"Well," she says, "Prostitution."
"No, no we can't put that down!" the tax guy says.
"Oh well, then a hooker," she says.
"No, no, still won't accept that."
So she thinks for a minute and replies, "Chicken farmer."
"Chicken farmer?" says the tax guy.
"Sure," she says, "I raised over 200 cocks last year!"


Badda Bing....Badda Boom....



Badda Bing.....Badda Boom....

11 comments:

  1. bada bing, bada boom. chicken farmer my ass!

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  2. Bella, Chicken farmer seems like a reasonable response to me...I mean there is a Chicken Ranch in Nevada and I'm almost sure the people that work there must be considered chicken farmers don't you think?......

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  3. Just listen to the crowing...


    Sarge

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  4. Sarge was that cock-a-doodle-do or any-cock-will-do...I bad...I sorry...Lord forgive me and have mercy on the pigmy's in Africa....

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  5. Sounds like this trollop is for the birds.

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  6. Fringe....how coincidental......

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  7. Great joke. I was thinking he was going to suggest politician instead of prostitute.

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  8. Skinny...I would say about one in the same...huh....

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  9. TAB:

    Does she work in a hen house of prostitution?
    Is she putting aside a nest egg for her retirement? :^)

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  10. Whit...really.....what they make ain't chicken feed......LOL......

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  11. TAB,
    She couldn't say politician because they'll screw anybody. At least she has standards. By the way, Mrs. O is getting her blog set up. Just a brief intro so far. The link is on my blog.

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