Three partners
in an accounting firm go
out to lunch. They are the audit partner, the
tax partner and the
senior partner. One of them sees a brass lamp lying
in the gutter.
Curious, they pick it up and give it a rub. Instantly, a
genie
appears.

“You know the deal,” says the genie. “Three wishes. But
seeing there
are three of you, you can have one wish
each.”

“Great,” says the audit partner. “Take me to the Whitsunday Islands,

give me a blonde and an endless supply of XXXX and leave me there for

ever.”

Pouf! There is a flash of light, a puff of smoke and he
is gone.

“Now me,” says the tax partner. “Take me to the Cook
Islands, give
me two blondes and an endless supply of offshore tax
schemes and leave
me there for ever.”

Pouf! There is a flash
of light, a puff of smoke and he is gone.

The genie turns to the
senior partner. “And what do you want?”

“I want those two ba
ck in the office straight after lunch.”