05-02-2007, 10:48 PM
At the end of the tax year Canada Revenue Agency sent a tax
auditor to audit the books of a synagogue. While he was checking
the books, he turned to the Rabbi and said, "I
notice you buy many candles. What do you do with the drippings?"
"Good question," noted the Rabbi. "We save them up and send them
back to the candle makers, and every once in a while 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 matzo (bread) purchases?
What do you do with the crumbs?"
"Ah yes," replied the Rabbi, realizing the inspector was trying
to trap him in an unanswerable question. "We collect them and
send back to the manufacturers, and every now and then they send
a free box of matzo balls."
"I see," replied the auditor, thinking hard about how he could
fluster the know-it-all Rabbi. "Well, Rabi," he went on, "What
do you do with 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 Canada Revenue, and
about once a year they send us a complete prick."
auditor to audit the books of a synagogue. While he was checking
the books, he turned to the Rabbi and said, "I
notice you buy many candles. What do you do with the drippings?"
"Good question," noted the Rabbi. "We save them up and send them
back to the candle makers, and every once in a while 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 matzo (bread) purchases?
What do you do with the crumbs?"
"Ah yes," replied the Rabbi, realizing the inspector was trying
to trap him in an unanswerable question. "We collect them and
send back to the manufacturers, and every now and then they send
a free box of matzo balls."
"I see," replied the auditor, thinking hard about how he could
fluster the know-it-all Rabbi. "Well, Rabi," he went on, "What
do you do with 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 Canada Revenue, and
about once a year they send us a complete prick."