if someone offered you 10 40's, you'd say yes, right?

Filing taxes is like typing on a qwerty keyboard -- it doesn't make any sense, but everybody has to do it. Seriously, tax forms are infected-eye-scratchingly frustrating. Every box is a little riddle, wrapped in an enigma. I stare at my 1099-MISC form, and pray that I am supposed to fill out the conveniently-named Schedule C-EZ, and not Schedule SE -- but hey, direct all questions to Publication 533. Which is online. But the link is broken. Fuck you.

Death may be unavoidable, but you don't have to fill out paperwork to die.

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