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Monday, April 8, 2002
Wednesday, April 10, 2002
Friday, April 12, 2002
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April 8, 2002: Al: A guy walks into a bar, puts down a bag, and pulls out a 12-inch tall man playing a piano... Mitch: Then he tells the bartender to rub the magic lamp! Al: Uh... the bartender asks where the piano player came from, so he reaches into the bag and pulls out a magic-- Mitch: The bartender says, "No!! A million bucks, not ducks!! Al: Would you quit springing ahead?! Mitch: Sorry. Daylight savings throws off my timing.
April 10, 2002: Skip: Doing your taxes, dude? Al: Yeah, though I don't know why I should even bother... I live in space, I'm not at all accessible to auditors... really, what do I have to fear when I'm 250 miles up? Skip: How about the I.R.S. enforcement satellite 300 miles up? Al: The what?!
April 12, 2002: Al: Well, I'll be... the I.R.S. does have their own enforcement satellite! Mitch: If you just pay your taxes, you don't have to worry about it! Al: There's got to be a way around it! Mitch: See? It works great by only taking the standard deduction! Al: Ha! They can't see through this tin foil hat!! Mitch: ...though maybe there are deductions for having crazy friends...
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