Maybe you’d better take it with you after all…
I was supposed to teach the boys how to do their own taxes this year, but we only had an hour last week when we were all together to get them done, so I ended up bringing home their W-2′s.
Did I spend this beautiful snowbound day wrapped in flannel, drinking hot toddies and enjoying a good book? No. I did the boys’ taxes online. And in the process I learned something rather appalling.
Just look:
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If your filing status is DECEASED, odds are paying taxes is the last thing on your mind, but with the economy in a shambles apparently Ed Rendell has resorted to desperate measures to replenish the state coffers (coffins? ahem). Sorry to hear you’ve been under the weather – yeah, six feet under – but you’ll have to pony up like everybody else…
Rendell’s taxing zombies.
At least he’s made it possible for the zombies to file online to avoid grossing out the living. It’ll be tricky, what with the skin sloughing off their fingers and leaking gooey bodily fluids all over their keyboards, but they certainly can’t just saunter into any old tax preparer’s office looking like that now, can they?
Someone might want to let Rendell know that it’s never a good idea to piss off the zombies.
Thank God we moved.
March 6th, 2009 at 2:49 pm
I believe that “with the skin sloughing off their fingers and leaking gooey bodily fluids all over their keyboards” is the most literarily beautiful (if not visceral) thing I’ve read in awhile.
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March 7th, 2009 at 8:53 pm
I’m pretty sure my husband had to do this for my mom’s estate. I just learned something interesting from my friend whose husband died last year–she gets to claim him as a dependent for 2 years after he dies–I’m not sure why, but it is so.
I hope your boys appreciate you doing your taxes for them–I never could even stand to do my own.
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