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He gets her name, address, social security number, etc. and then asks, “What is your occupation?” The woman replies, “I’m a blonde.”

The accountant balks and says, “No, no, no. That will never work. That is much too crass. Let’s try to rephrase that.”

The woman, “Ok, I’m a pr*stitute.” “No, that is still too crude. Try again.”

They both think for a minute, then the woman states, “I’m a chicken farmer.”

The accountant asks, “What does chicken farming have to do with being a whore or a pr*stitute?”

“Well, I raised over 5,000 cocks last year.”