Tax
 

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 loaves of bread? 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 a free loaf of bread."
>
>"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 up
>all the foreskins and send them to the Tax Office and about once a year
>they send us a complete dick like you"
>
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