Feeling: Extremely stressed.
Random Thought: And I'm doing this for a government I'm not even proud of right now. >__<
Music: Me, screaming while pulling out my hair...

You know the whole "Death and Taxes" saying right?

Heh. There's a fucking REASON for that. Taxes will fucking KILL YOU!

Me (to computer screen): "Line 11? Schedule R? Huh? WHAT?! I TOLD you I didn't need to claim any other taxable disability income! Fucktard! We're not qualfied for that credit you fucking idiot!"

Computer screen: ........

Me: WHAT?! Move on! *starts strangling monitor* FUCK!

And it's still asking for that damn Line 11 bullshit. Can't it just be happy that we're having to pay in nearly $650??

Goddamn, shit-sucking, mother of ALL fuckers------would you just DIE already?!

*cries pitifully* Make it go away!!!!

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