So it's fucking time to file taxes, but not for
me. Because I'm taking advantage of the IRS' best form ever, form 4868, or as I like to call it, The
1040 LAZY. It gives you an automatic 6 month extension to file your taxes. That
has to be the best, well... the only good thing to come from the IRS. how
generous of you to allow me 6 months of freedom before you suck my blood and
send a huge portion of it to the Israeli Forces and whatever other lame causes
for spending my tax dollars.
Normally on the 14th of April I am most depressed. I don't know what it is
but this year seems
different. Don't get me wrong, I still hate my life and will
keep hoping for a way out, but unlike most days, I don't have constant suicidal
thoughts running through my head. I guess that's a good thing.
Going off topic a bit, I really miss the Imus in the Morning show. I'm always
up at 5am and now I have nothing to watch on TV. This really sucks. That faggot,
Al Sharpton who worked so hard to get Don Imus fired, has YET to apologize to
the kids from Duke University for calling them rapists and what not. Now that
they've been proven innocent, he has nothing to say about it. Fucking hypocrite
cock sucker. I'd love to meet him face to face, just to spit the biggest chunk
of crap that comes out of my lungs right on his face.
A Belgian lager with a
risque marketing strategy has been stripped from sale. Bottles of Rubbel
Sexy Lager featured a picture of a woman with a removable swimsuit on the
label. Drinkers could scratch her clothes off to leave her naked, reports
Sky News. Alcohol industry regulator the Portman Group has ruled the name
of the drink and the scantily-clad model could lead drinkers to associate
the product with sexual success. More...
Alright, it's time to open every damn cabinet in here and
look for food. Failed to find anything last night but who knows, I might get
lucky! Go say hi to my fantasy
sexual partner, Suzie!
