So... Big Jim has a running offer in his bar. Jim used to be a wrestler, by the way. He'll squeeze a lemon slice, then hand it to you. If you can get one drop of juice from it, he'll buy the whole bar a beer. If not, you buy the round.

Lots of guys tried. Truckers, sanitation engineers, pavers, construction.. but nobody could get a drop out. Then one day, a small, skinny, bespectacled guy says, in a small, squeaky voice, that he'd like to try. With much laughter all around, Jim squeezes a lemon slice dry, and passes it over.

The little guy holds the slice in one hand, closes it, and squeezes. One.. two.. three... four drops fall onto the counter top. The bar is stunned! Jim, being a good sport, starts to pour out pints, and rests the first one in front of the little guy.

"I'm impressed!", he says. "What do you do for a living?"





"I'm with the IRS."

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