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 matzo
>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 matzos."
>
>"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. "What we do is save up all the foreskins and
>send them to the Tax Office, and about once a year they send us a
>complete dick like you."