At the end of the tax year the Tax Office sent an inspector to
carry out an audit of 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 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 matzo (flat bread eaten at Passover) purchases.
What do you do with the crumbs?"
"Ah, yes," replied the Rabbi, realising 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 matzo balls."
"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 skins from the circumcisions you perform?"
"Here, too, we do not waste," answered the Rabbi: "What we do is
save up all the skins and send them to the Tax Office, and about
once a year they send us a complete p*ick..."
carry out an audit of 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 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 matzo (flat bread eaten at Passover) purchases.
What do you do with the crumbs?"
"Ah, yes," replied the Rabbi, realising 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 matzo balls."
"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 skins from the circumcisions you perform?"
"Here, too, we do not waste," answered the Rabbi: "What we do is
save up all the skins and send them to the Tax Office, and about
once a year they send us a complete p*ick..."