One day a woman walk into a tax preparers office to file her taxes.

the tax preparer ask her the usual questions.

name, address, phone number, and occupation. for occupation she answered prostitute.

the tax preparer said that just wouldnt do. so she said high class call girl. he said no that is still to harsh. after thinking for a little while on the matter she came up with elite chicken farmer. he sat back with a puzzeled look on his face.

how did you come up with that, from being a prostitute.

well, i raised over 10, 000 little peckers this past year...

and yes tax time is approaching rapidly.... hugs and kisses, patricia and john aka goldilockstdbear