A woman walks into an accountant's office and tells him that she needs to file her taxes. The accountant says, "Before we begin, I'll need to ask you a few questions."



He gets her name, address, social security number, etc. and then asks, "What is your occupation?"



"I'm a whore," she says.



The accountant is somewhat taken aback and says, "No, no, no. That won't work. Let's try to rephrase that."



The woman says, "OK, I'm a high-end call girl."



"No, that still won't work. Try again."



They both think for a moment and the woman says, "I'm an elite chicken farmer."



The accountant asks, "What does chicken farming have to do with being a prostitute?"



"Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year."



"Chicken Farmer it is."