Attribution: https://www.irs.gov/, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, noting that it is “Tax Day” offers to eat the following note the keeper was planning to send to the IRS:
“Hi Tax folks:
“If you have not yet been fired or downsized to outhouse dimensions by the chainsaw hole-diggers, let the record show that you and I have had a long—if not always cheerful, workable relationship. It has been based on me sending you all my spare change plus whatever I can borrow and you then spending my money on everything from bombs to boondoggles to bridges.
“I’ve been okay with that because I had no choice in the matter.
“But no more!
“When I see the indecent goofiness, the immoral travesties going on at the current POTUS level I am at my limit: you will get no more of my hard-earned money to transport the goofy golfer or salve his immature ego in its disastrous machinations.
“If this means an El Salvador prison for me, so be it. I’ll be among friends!
“Yours Truly, The revolting taxpayer.”
(Phyllis’s advice to Kickass is for him to eat the keeper’s tax note before he finds a mailbox. She promises an updated report.)
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