An escort 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's your occupation?'

'I'm a Lady of the night,' she says.

The accountant is somewhat taken aback
and says, ' 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 minute; then 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.'