Last night my tax maven called and gave me the news.
Told me she dare not risk claiming anything more lest I face prison time.
I'm way too cute for prison.
So I hit the internet to do a little wandering and found this.
Leaned over to the wife and said...
me - hey babe, look at this. What do you think?
she - I don't like those exhaust pipes.
me - why? they have shields, nobody is going to get burned.
she - mmmmm, I don't believe that. Look at them.
me - listen, trust me. they wouldn't do them like that if you couldn't ride it without getting burned.
she - is that the only pipes you can get?
me - no, but I like those pipes.
she - well it doesn't matter because you're not buying it anyway.
Maybe it's time to trade my wife in?