The local bar was so sure its bartender was the strongest man around that
they offered a standing $1,000 bet. The bartender would squeeze a lemon
until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron.
Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money.
Many people had tried over time, including professional wrestlers and
bodybuilders, but nobody could do it.
One day, a scrawny little man came in, wearing a tie and a pair of pants
hiked up past his belly button.
He said in a squeaky, annoying voice, "I'd like to try the bet." Even the
ladies burst into laughter.
After the laughter had died down, the bartender said, "OK," grabbed a
lemon, and squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains of the rind
to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his
fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid the $1,000, and asked the little
man, "What did you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, weight lifter,
or what?"
The man replied, "I work for the IRS."
