[Youk Of The Nation]

A priest and a rabbi walk into a bar. The bartender looks at them and says "what is this, some kinda joke?"


There's a bar way in the backwoods of Texas that claims to have the worlds' strongest man. Theres' a jar of money on the bar, and if anyone can squeeze another drop out of a lemon after the strongman does, the money is theirs. Everyone has tried it, and no one yet has been able to defeat him. One day, a small, skinny, bespectacled man with a wheezy voice and a rumpled suit comes in, sits at the bar and says, 'Id like to try'. The strongman laughs and agrees. So he pulls out a lemon, squeezes the hell out of it, and places it on the bar, dried and shrivled. The small man picks up the lemon and squeezes it, and to everyone's amazement, six drops of lemon juice drip out of it. The bartender asks in amazement, "how did you do that, mister?"

The little man's reply: "I work for the IRS"