So I just got back from a trip down to Mexico. I got a tapeworm down there. Yeah, at first I was upset, but then I got over it. I claimed him as a dependent and then I got myself an Earned Income Tax Credit.
When the economy went down, it affected me really badly. It got so bad that the monster under my bed had to go and get a new job. I was relieved at first and I started sleeping better, until he visited me at work a couple months later as an IRS auditor. And then the nightmares started all over again.