The local bar is so sure that its bar tender is the strongest man around that they offer a standing $1,000 bet.

The bar tender squeezes a lemon until all the juice runs into a glass, and hands the lemon to a patron.

Anyone who can squeeze one more drop of juice out of it wins the money.

Over time many people have tried, but nobody has ever succeeded.

One day a scrawny little man comes in, wearing thick glasses and a polyester, and says in a tiny, squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet."

After the laughter has died down, the bar tender says OK, grabs a lemon, and squeezes away.

He then hands the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.

But the crowd's laughter turns to total silence as the man clenches his fist around the lemon and six drops fall into the glass.

As the crowd cheers, the bar tender pays the $1,000 and asks the little man,

"What do you do for a living? Are you a logger, a weight-lifter, or what?"

The man replies, "I work for the tax office."