I opened a letter from the IRS this morning. They think I owe them $5K.
I don’t. I have til August 1 to prove it. I have a call into my accountant, but he’s a part-time resident here, and I’m leaving town tomorrow for 9 days.
This is so annoying.
Here’s the Beatles’ ode to the taxman.
3 comments:
no way hold on. don't pay it. stinkers
Weren't the beatles in, like, a 90% tax bracket when they wrote this song?
DO: I won't.
B: I'm sure!
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