Friday, April 4, 2008
The taxman is taking a bite outta my hide
Mildred and I paid a visit to our accountant / horse doctor this past weekend in order to get our 2007 taxes squared away. I know Uncle Sam is owed his due, and that he needs tax money to fix the roads and build tanks and barracks and such, but I just wish he didn't feel the need to vacuum out my piggy bank every year. If this keeps up, me and the missus may have to hightail it to Florida. For pete's sake, I spent most of my life serving my country, so you'd think I could get a pass. But no, I've got to pay the piper just like everyone else.