American Tax Day is an unhappy time for most people, as we realize how little money we made during the previous year, or how much we're paying in taxes, or how those good tax credits don't apply for one reason or another, or how awful it is that we live in a country where the government extracts whatever it wants from our earnings and then spends it all on horrible bat-wing robot murder monsters soaring the skies over Afghanistan and Iraq and even right here in the U.S.A., while American kids go to bed hungry and teenagers with no education and no income are compelled
Rebecca being out explains why my perfectly innocent comment (well, somewhat innocent; actually, it wasn't at all, but it was pretty funny) about the Secret Service Agent disputing his hooker tab wasn't allowed to be posted.
i am very sorry for your car. this would make me sad.
may you have a rewarding relationship with the corporate sector that controls whether or not you are reimbursed for the things you paid for.
"I Knew the Bride When She Used to Rock 'n' Roll."
Money, I just can't quit ya.
Rebecca being out explains why my perfectly innocent comment (well, somewhat innocent; actually, it wasn't at all, but it was pretty funny) about the Secret Service Agent disputing his hooker tab wasn't allowed to be posted.
Sounds good ... I can hardly wait to tell my landlord.
I can't speak for everyone, but today I feel younger, thinner and smarter. And high also.
Five hobos in one paragraph. Craig Ferguson, is that you?
<i>&quot;Rebecca threw out her back&quot;</i>
Our landfills are overflowing and she&#039;s throwing out a perfectly good back.
Every back is a working back.
I&#039;ll bet her back was fine before Obamacare.
For one thing, if we all give up our houses to walk the earth... who are we gonna housesit for?
Also, sleeping in a cave in Minnesota in February is a suboptimal life choice.