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Why would a prostitute pay tax?

[Biker Biggles]

Originally Posted by Reeder

Why would a prostitute pay tax?

Would it be to pay for a General Erection?

[_Stretchie_]

Badoom tish

; )

[Dave20046]

Originally Posted by Reeder

Why would a prostitute pay tax?

Vat?
Possibly council tax

[Paul the 6th]

Where do evil shapes go? Prism

[keith_d]

I'm hoping Bob doesn't have a small moustache and megalomania...



Be sure to watch the the credits.

A little old lady had always wanted to join a local biker club.
One day she goes up and knocks on the door.
A big, hairy bearded biker with tattoos all over his arms
answers. She boldly proclaims, "I want to join your club."
... The guy is amused and decides to humour her
a bit, so he says she needs to meet certain biker requirements in order to join.
The biker asks, "Do you have a motorcycle?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep... my bike's parked over there,"
and points to a flamed black Harley chopper in the driveway.
The biker asks, "Do you drink?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep, I drink like a fish. I'll drink any man in your club under the table.
The biker then asks, "Do you smoke?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep, I smoke like a chimney. At least 4 packs of cigarettes and three joints a day and a couple of cigars in the evening, while I'm shooting pool."
The biker is very impressed and asks, "You sound like one bad
Mama. Tell me, have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?"
The little old lady thinks for a minute and says,
"Nope, but I've been swung around by my nipples a few times."

[Paul the 6th]

My girlfriend broke up with me. She said "You don't take our relationship seriously, it's over".

"Can you finish your sentence, over" I replied into my cup and string.

[punyXpress]

The Harley Mechanic & the Heart Surgeon:
A motorcycle mechanic was removing a cylinder-head from the motor of a Harley-Davidson when he spotted a well-known cardiologist in his shop.
The cardiologist was there waiting for the service manager to come and take a look at his bike when the mechanic shouted across the garage, ‘Hey Doc, want to take a look at this?’ The cardiologist, a bit surprised, walked over to where the mechanic was working on the motorcycle.
The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked, ‘So Doc, look at this engine. I opened its heart, take the valves out, repair any damage, and then put them back in, and when I finish, it works just like new.
So how come I make $39,700 a year and you make $1,700,000 when you and I are doing basically the same work?’
The cardiologist paused, leaned over, and then whispered to the mechanic… ‘Try doing it with the engine running’.

^ weirdly true