Saturday, April 5, 2008
Taxes are over my head.
I am up against the deadline and I still have about 37 returns to finish. If you wonder how I have time to post comments, it's because I have to wait for the computer to run the returns and it takes forever since there is now about 100 pages in every return. Jeeez. I can't wait to quit and sell ladies underwear full time.
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Selling ladies underwear is not all it's cracked up to be.
Unfortunately I did not do it in a store, but out on the streets. If I did roll off with a rack of intimate dainties that may or may not have rightfully belonged to a store's sidewalk display, I confess it, but I plead in my defense that I did not know whether the rack and its merchandise had been abandoned. But if anyone tells you I erected a sign reading "free sexy crap, all under $20!!!" and began hawking my dubiously procured wares with cries of "sexiness for sale, proceeds to the homeless", well, do not believe a word of it, not one word.
Hey initiative like that is what made america great.
I had a buddy who ran lingerie lunches in the eighties. He would get girls to model bikinis and underwear in a bar and get all the dudes in the bar to take a rafale ticket to win the stuff. Of course the payoff is the girl took it off right in front of you. And it wasn't even a strip bar. It got out of control for a while, but it was sweet.
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