Live-in in-laws in the WH are nothing new. Grant, Harrison, Truman and Eisenhower all had an in-law there too. That makes the tally 3 Republicans to 2 Democrats with scum suckling in-laws eating at our table.
Tax his land, Tax his bed, Tax the table At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor, Tax his mule, Teach him taxes Are the rule.
Tax his work, Tax his pay, He works for peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow, Tax his goat, Tax his pants, Tax his coat. Tax his ties, Tax his shirt, Tax his work, Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, Tax his drink, Tax him if he Tries to think.
Tax his cigars, Tax his beers, If he cries Tax his tears.
Tax his car, Tax his gas, Find other ways To tax his ass.
Tax all he has Then let him know That you won't be done Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers; Then tax him some more, Tax him till He's good and sore. Then tax his coffin, Tax his grave, Tax the sod in Which he's laid.
Put these words Upon his tomb, Taxes drove me to my doom...'
When he's gone, Do not relax, Its time to apply The inheritance tax.
Anon 1:54, nice job. If it weren't true it would be funny. It's the kind of stuff that breeds revolutions.
BTW, is it just me or has anyone else had problems at the FoxNews web site, such as the page freezing? Could it be that they somehow know what i really think of them?
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Live-in in-laws in the WH are nothing new. Grant, Harrison, Truman and Eisenhower all had an in-law there too. That makes the tally 3 Republicans to 2 Democrats with scum suckling in-laws eating at our table.
Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table
At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he
Tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.
Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won't be done
Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he's laid.
Put these words
Upon his tomb,
Taxes drove me
to my doom...'
When he's gone,
Do not relax,
Its time to apply
The inheritance tax.
Like freeloaders on disability who aren't disabled?
Even if they are, it's not my job to support them. Let them get it from the private sector or let them beg for charity. Don't force me to give.
Right, Schteveo?
Anon 1:54, nice job. If it weren't true it would be funny. It's the kind of stuff that breeds revolutions.
BTW, is it just me or has anyone else had problems at the FoxNews web site, such as the page freezing? Could it be that they somehow know what i really think of them?
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