A woman 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.'