nyuk, nyuk

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Greetings Saints in Jesus name!

I've seen this nyuk, nyuk before.  And I even kinda hesitate to
post it on a spiritual list.  But the focus isn't on the setting
of the nyuk, nyuk but the person by which the challenge was taken
in this hypothetical situation involved.... enjoy!

Bro. (who is now putting on his asbestos scivies) Tyler

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The local bar was so sure that its bartender was the strongest
man around that they offered a standing $1000 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
(weight-lifters, longshoremen, etc.) but nobody could do it.

One day this scrawny little man came into the bar, wearing thick
glasses and a polyester suit, and said in a tiny squeaky voice 

     "I'd like to try the bet." 

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. 
The crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched 
his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.

The crowd cheered, the bartender paid the $1000, then asked the 
little man 

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

The man replied ... 

     "I work for the IRS."