Beating the Taxman


An elderly man bets with the tax collector. The result made me laugh well.

Tough guy.
04 January 2021
Source: Shareably

The tax authorities decided to investigate an old grandfather and therefore summoned him to a meeting. He took his lawyer with him.

The tax collector said: “Well, you have a very luxurious lifestyle and no full-time job. You explain it all by saying that you win good money in gambling, we struggle to find this credible ».

“I’m a good gambler, and I can prove it,” said the old man. “How about a demonstration?”

The tax collector thought for a moment and said, “Okay. Move on”.

The old man began like this: “I bet 10,000 kroner that I can bite into my own eye”.

The tax collector quickly said, “All right, I bet!”

Grandfather removed his glass eye and bit into it. The tax collector got a chin drop.

Then the grandfather said: “Now I bet 20,000 kroner that I can bite in my other eye”.

The tax collector was sure that the man was not blind, so he took the chance. Then the grandfather took the denture out of his mouth and bit his eye well.

The tax collector was stunned. He realized that he had lost 30,000 kroner, and with a lawyer as a witness. He began to get nervous.

"If you want, we can take one last round. Let’s double the sum? " asked Grandpa.

"I bet 60,000 that I can stand on one side of your desk and pee in the rubbish bin on the other side. Whole without spilling anything in between ».

Since the tax collector had burned himself two benefits already, he was more careful now. He thought about it carefully, but came to the conclusion that there was no way the old guy could handle it. So he joined the bet.

The old man stood up at the end of the desk and took down the zipper. Although he aimed well, the power failed to reach the trash can on the other side. He ended up urinating on the tax collector’s desk.

The tax collector jumped for joy when he realized that he had just turned a big loss into a giant victory. The lawyer, on the other hand, moaned loudly and put his head in his hands.

“Are you okay?” asked the tax collector.

“Not really,” said the lawyer.

“This morning, when Grandpa told me he had been summoned, he bet 200,000 kroner that he could come in here, pee on your desk and that you would be happy with it.”

Guess if the man could bet!