The local restaurant was so sure that its host was the strongest man around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The host would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money. Many people had tried over time (weight lifters, longshoremen, etc.), but nobody could do it. Then one day, this scrawny little man came in, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit, and said in a tiny, squeaky voice, 'I'd like to try the bet.' After the laughter had died down, the host said 'OK,' grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man. But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and not just one but six drops fell into the glass! As the crowd cheered, the host paid the $1000, and asked the little man, 'What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weight lifter, or what?' The man replied, 'No, I work for the IRS.'

bout right.

Good one, as it is getting near tax season.