Woof…
Taxes. You know I hate ‘em. But, I think I’ve got them finished. I just shipped the file off to be reviewed by people even sneakier than I am when it comes to not giving the government money. Hopefully…I didn’t do anything dreadfully insane this year. 
Senorita, when the revolution comes, you know that
the lawyers will be up against the wall first.
And second, will be the politicians who raise taxes.
Swirls mustache menacingly
I owed them lots of money. I got it covered by my return this year. I swear they are scowering my records to find some way that I still owe them money. SCUM!
Yeah, before He Who Shall Not Be Named and I had our divorce finalized, he did some stupid shit with taxes…and because I had a much better paying job, they came after me…and I had to pay them much money, even though I could prove we hadn’t lived in the same city for the previous fiscal year.
Also, my great grandfather, who bless his heart, was one of the robber-barons of the industrial era, refused, unilaterally refused to pay income tax when it was instituted. (Paid local taxes, but refused to give the feds anything…said he didn’t think it was Constitutional.) When he died, the IRS seized assets well above (by a factor of 10X more) than what he owed…like they took the hotel, and the bank, and pretty much all the cash my grandfather and his siblings hadn’t been able to get out of the country.
Last I heard, my father was still fighting the case…almost 100 years after it started…I really hate the IRS. Wealthy would have been such a nice way to go through life.
Well, alrighty then! Wait, wait…do I get to tie anyone to railroad tracks? Cause…that always looked like such fun.