An 82-year-old millionaire walked into the IRS office with his attorney after being told he was selected for a brutal tax audit.

The IRS agent smiled smugly.
“Sir, we’ll be reviewing every dollar.”

The old man leaned back casually and said,
“Before we start… wanna make a little wager?”

The agent raised an eyebrow.

“I bet you $2,000 I can bite my own eye.”

The IRS agent nearly laughed out loud.
“You’re on.”

The old man calmly reached up… popped out his glass eye… and bit it.

The agent’s smile vanished instantly.

“Lucky trick,” he muttered.

The old man grinned wider.
“Double or nothing. I bet $3,000 I can bite my OTHER eye.”

The IRS agent studied him carefully.
He’s not blind… no way.

“Deal.”

The old man slowly removed his dentures…

…and chomped down on his real eye.

The agent nearly swallowed his pen.

Now sweating, the IRS man snapped,
“Alright old-timer, no more games.”

The old man pointed across the room.
“Last bet. Twenty grand says I can stand over there, pee across your desk, land every drop perfectly into your trash can… and not spill a single drop.”

The IRS agent looked at the distance, the paperwork, the angle…

Impossible.

“You’re on!”

The old man unzipped…

…and absolutely blasted urine ALL over the desk, the computer, the files, the walls — everything except the trash can.

The IRS agent exploded with laughter.

“YES! Finally! I got you!”

But then he noticed the attorney in the corner, pale as a ghost, clutching his chest.

“Sir… are you okay?” asked the agent.

The attorney groaned:

“NO! On the drive over here… this lunatic bet me $400,000 he could pee all over an IRS agent’s desk…”

“…and the idiot would celebrate while it happened!”