Jokes supplied by Liz Kelley,

a very nice lady and special friend of the author

My dear,

let's visit the local Sportsbar:

Everybody at this local Sportsbar was certain that their bartender was the strongest man around town. The regulars had seen it over and over and word of mouth had let other know about this unusual strong barkeeper.

The bar's owner even went so far that he offered a standing $ 1000 bet.

The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice run into a glass and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out of the lemon would win the money.

Many people had tried over time, weightlifters, longshoremen, woodcutters, cowboys, big and large men. But nobody could do it.

One day this scrawny little man came in, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit, and he said in a tiny squeaky voice, "Eh, I would like to try the bet, yes." After the laughter had died down, the bartender said okay, grabbed a lemon and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.

But the crowds laughter turned to total silence as the little man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass. As the crowd cheered, the bartender handed him the envelope with the $1000 bill. He asked the little man, "Are you a judo expert, or some marshal arts guy or...?"  and added "...are you working for a circus?"   The little man from behind the thick glasses, frowning answered, "No! I am from the IRS!"

Liz

(IRS=Internal Revenue Service, the US-Goverment's tax-collection service)

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07/09/07