The Taxman Cometh

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With apologies to any taxman who may read this!

THE TAXMAN COMETH

At the end of the tax year, the Tax Office sent an inspector to audit the books of a Synagogue.

While

he was checking the books he turned to the Rabbi and said, 'I notice

you buy a lot of candles. What do you do with the candle drippings?'

'Good

question,' noted the Rabbi. 'We save them up and send them back to the

candle makers, and every now and then they send us a free box of

candles.'

'Oh,' replied the auditor, somewhat disappointed that his unusual question had a practical answer.

But on he went, in his obnoxious way:

'What about all these bread-wafer purchases? What do you do with the crumbs?'

'Ah,

yes,' replied the Rabbi, realising that the inspector was trying to

trap him with an unanswerable question. 'We collect them and send them

back to the manufacturers, and every now and then they send us a free

box of bread-wafers.'

'I

see,' replied the auditor, thinking hard about how he could fluster the

know-it-all Rabbi. 'Well, Rabbi,' he went on, 'what do you do with all

the leftover foreskins from the circumcisions you perform?'

'Here, too, we do not waste,' answered the Rabbi...

'What we do is save all the foreskins and send them to the Tax Office, and about once a year they send us a complete dick.'