The local bar at Mumbai was so sure that its bartender was the strongest man around that they offered a standing 10,000 Rupees 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 (pahalman, kustibaz etc.) but nobody could do it. One day a little and thin 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. 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 paid the 10,000 Rupees and asked the little man, "what do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weightlifter, or what?"
The man replied, "I work for the Indian Tax Office."
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