vipermo
23rd April, 2008, 05:19 PM
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 biscuit
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 a free box of holy
biscuits.
'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.
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 biscuit
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 a free box of holy
biscuits.
'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.