Tax Time

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 a few
questions." He gets her name, address, social security number,
etc.,andthen asks, "What is your occupation?"

The woman replies, "I'm a high-priced whore."

The accountant balks and says, "No, no, no! That will never work. That
is much too crass. Let's try to rephrase that."

The woman says, "OK, I'm a high-end call girl."

"No, that is still too crude. Try again."

They both think for a minute, then the woman states, "I'm an elite
chicken farmer."

The accountant asks, "What does chicken farming have to do with being a
whore or a call girl?".

"Well, I raised over 700 little peckers last year."