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 bread wafer 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 manufactures, and every now and then they send us a free box
of bread wafers."
"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
all the foreskins and send them to the tax office and, about once a year,
they send us a complete prick."
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 bread wafer 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 manufactures, and every now and then they send us a free box
of bread wafers."
"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
all the foreskins and send them to the tax office and, about once a year,
they send us a complete prick."
