Death and Taxes (and pick-up phrases)

Mar 31, 2008 13:54

I've never done my own taxes. I've also never gotten any money back. I'm about to attempt turbo-tax, or some other such on-line tax form.

I'm putting it off seeing as how I find terrifyingly daunting and overwhelming. I have no idea how to do taxes. I'm not nearly grown up enough for this.

Speaking of not being grown-up enough -
I've written down necessary pick-up lines.

Stage 1) Ass like a peach. I wanna to bite that shit.

Stage 2) Oh, Giselle! We shall be married in the morning!

Stage 3) You have bewitched me, body and soul.

If any of these don't work, I can always recite the words to the wonderful, and fake, '80's music video - "POP":

"I said I wasn’t gonna lose my head
But then pop! Goes my heart
(Pop! Goes my heart)
I wasn’t gonna fall in love again
But then pop! Goes my heart
(Pop! Goes my heart)
And I just can’t let you go
I can’t lose this feeling

A twist of fate makes life worthwhile
You are gold and silver"

If I ever played the game, which I never have, it would so be on.

(note to friends: don't be well-meaning assess)
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