3.12.2008

Six bucks.

I went to a well-known tax place today and had them done. And I didn't find out until it was all finished that it cost $254. Holy balls! Sort of defeats the whole purpose of the refunds, right? So, I'm getting about $1,100 back from Oregon, because my home state ROCKS. But get this - I owe the federal fuck you in the ass government $6. Yes, six dollars. Is it really worth the time? I sent the IRS my god damned check, but seriously... what is that whopping $6 going towards? A taco bell dinner for an IRS employee? New socks for dubya? 1.8 seconds with one of those NYC hookers?

I sailed through that boring appointment with the help of Vicodin. That's how you turn getting your taxes done into a magic carpet ride.

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