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 ( weightlifters, longshoremen, etc.) 
 but nobody could do it.

     One day this scrawny little man came in, 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.  Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the
 rind to the little man.

     But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his 
 fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.  As the crowd 
 cheered, the bartender payed the $1000, and asked the little man, "What 
 do you do for a living?" 
     The man replied, "I work for the IRS."