Oh YEAH???? Well I want to complain because do you know what the fun thing is that I've been doing this Saturday night???
Helping my daughter clean her room, that's what! You call that fun?
We found things that had been lost for 30 years, and she's not even a teen-ager yet.
And before that I was doing laundry...and dusting....and cleaning up the horse manure. Yes, that's right! Horse manure! Would you like some? It's free. Can't complain about that!
And I want to complain about you again. I just looked at your homepage tonight (yes, I was snooping...wanta make something of it?)
And you're pretty! I mean, you are really, really pretty! And I want to complain about that! The last thing we need in this world is another pretty woman! And you're younger than I am, so I might as well complain about that too...even though since I'm older I'm probably smarter. <g>
And you made fun of IRS on your homepage. Now listen, I used to work for IRS and who do you think had to answer some of that stupid correspondence that you told people to send? Well, I didn't have to, so I guess I can't complain about that.
But I think that working for IRS must give people body odor or bad breath, because nobody was ever glad to see me when I visited them, and so I want to complain about that too! Heck, on one of the threads that I frequent, there were complaints about the Mafia. Shoot! Even the Mafia complained about IRS.
And one nice thing about working for IRS was that I got to find out everything about everybody....but then because of the Privacy Act I couldn't tell anybody what I had found out....and that sucked...and so I want to complain about that too. I mean how would you feel if you had found out the biggest piece of gossip about someone...and then you couldn't tell it?
But I sure would like to know what happened with the gal who had the notice of an incorrect social security number and she was afraid that her husband would find out that she had once been a guy. True story. That really happened. And I want to complain because I never got to hear if her husband found out or not.
Oh, and I like politics and I love to travel too...and I'm trying to figure out how to complain that you like them too, but I can't figure out how to complain about that, so I guess I'll say good-night.
Juanita |
