Wednesday, April 7, 2010

April 14 cometh

Dear Mr. IRS,

It has come to my attention that you want a lot of money from me this year. I am writing this letter in protest, to state my case.

It's really unfair, Mr. IRS, that you need me to fork over right in the middle of the spring season. Why, just this week, the temps have finally hit the reasonable mark. Spring is finally here, and every day I receive another coupon and another sale flyer beckoning me to come purchase lovely frocks and shoes that are just perfect for warm weather.

Mr. IRS, if you take all my money, I won't have any left to spend on this
or this

or these!

Do you understand what you'll be putting me, and the rest of my family through, if I'm deprived of shoes? Do you really? How's a bitch supposed to stimulate the economy?

Let's not forget my poor little wains, bless them, they need to be clothed too! How will I ever be able to afford to dress them in the manner to which they've become accustomed?

So please, Mr. Taxperson, Please, think of my fashion needs. The economy, the children, sure. But mostly think of my fashion needs . .

Can we strike a deal on this whole tax thing? I promise to give you a good writeup on my blog!

Very truly yours,

The Bitches


Athena Misty, aka "GeekGirl" said...

and makeup. You left out makeup. And accessories.

| Tex | Fashion Butter said...

Um, where is that dress from? I feel like it needs a home in my closet.

Anonymous said...

ha! love your blog... what are we to do without the shoes we desire??? the man has no idea...



moi said...

Misty: Not to mention a new bag. And some Twizzlers.

Tex: BCBG. Here ya go:

Chichichic: Coolio name! Without shoes, we rapidly lose our will to live. I hope our gooberment is happy, having that on their conscience.

Boxer said...

The IRS took my new purse and some very expensive face cream (which I probably shouldn't have wanted either.)

LOVE that dress. Not good on my hobbit body, but on the Moi-ster it would rock.