1MAR08. Saturday. Happy Birthday Beth. A whole 9-years old. Hopefully, you will enjoy many more. Typical day in the Sandbox. Ho-hum. Did finally get a package from home. Not only was it in the wrong office, but the box was broken and inspected. The only thing I could make out on the box was T-Shirts. Anything of Value I should Know about??? On a seperate note, a friend sent me the below joke. I thought it was kinda cute; especially since it was delivered from a Boy Sout Leader. Doug
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 biscuit purchases? What do you do with the crumbs?" "Ah, yes", replied the Rabbi, realizing that the inspector was trying to trap him with an unanswerable question.
"We collect them and send them back to the manufacturers, and every now and then they send a free box of holy biscuits." "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. "We save up all the foreskins and send them to the Tax Office, and once a year they send us a complete dick."
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