Basta Pasta! Nobody I knows izza ecstaticat to see Tax Time arrive! So just like youza, Me & Myself izza doing the mathacatical stuff at the finale meowment. Itza fur shure, there's no relaxing and itza super taxing on my catnap time.
Purrpondering where to find dat ON button can cause a giganticat hiss fit.
Give Me & Myself an ol' ancient Abacus any time, cuz it's more fun than my catucalulator.
If yur old fashioned never-fails-Abacus is out of order, and purrhaps that EveReady bunny battery is sluffing in yur Catucalulator, then just revert to counting numbers on yur paw cuz that works fur shure.
When all else fails, purrrtend your battery is dead and hope the Taxing Taxman gets sauced, then lost and tossed in da litter box.
Wishing YOU a purrticularly nonCATastrophic week and hope it's funtaxtic!
Ciao & Meow!
GUIDO the Italian Kitty
4 comments:
Taxes... blah they are such a pain. ~Romeo the Cat
Guido, I am still scratching my head trying to figure out how April 17th is the middle of the year? (per your email).
All done with our taxes, and we have to say ... they were, um ... taxing.
We love that last picture of you, Guido!
Have a great week. :)
It's almost over now! Hope it's been a great week for you Guido!
Post a Comment