The Tax Dodgers and I
2 April 2013
It’s that time of year. Tax season. I started working on my taxes yesterday and almost finished today. My head didn’t actually explode, but it was close.
I may be the only one filling out tax forms.
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| This is NikkiCat’s signature. |
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| These guys are hiding until it’s all over. |
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| These guys took the first flight out. |
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This guy would run from the tax man if he could get the door open.
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| This guy says, “Come and get me! Really, come on into my web!” |
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| This guy, well, he’s not sure. Will the tax guy take payment in cow patties? |
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| Bat idea to just sleep through tax season? |
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These turkeys really don’t pay taxes. And they’re proud of it.
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| These two are concerned I won’t have money for their breakfast after I pay my taxes. |
Kath: We’ll see. Sigh
