Sadly, it looks like T-Rex is also a tea bagger
Aw, well, I'm not a tea-bagger and I share the pain of being out a couple grand in taxes come April 15. Just because ya hate taxes doesn't make ya a wingnut.
'Serenity'
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Sadly, it looks like T-Rex is also a tea bagger
Aw, well, I'm not a tea-bagger and I share the pain of being out a couple grand in taxes come April 15. Just because ya hate taxes doesn't make ya a wingnut.
Aw, well, I'm not a tea-bagger and I share the pain of being out a couple grand in taxes come April 15. Just because ya hate taxes doesn't make ya a wingnut.
True dat. But since the comic seemed to be mocking T-Rex for his complaints, I thought it might be commentary.
I like taxes in principle. I just don't like paying mine.
I'll take your blank VHS tapes, Jessica. My VCR is hooked up in the office and I have no plans to change that arrangement. (God, I'm old, aren't I?)
Last year, I finally accepted that I will never again possess a VHS player. Ever. So I threw out all the tapes I owned. Except I just checked, and it turns out I did keep exactly five tapes - A friend's demo reel, the only copy I have of a short film I worked on, and the original Star Wars Trilogy, in their unpolluted forms.
I know why I decided to keep those tapes, I just don't understand how that reason exempts them from the whole I'll never again possess a playback device for them thing.
I like taxes in principle. I just don't like paying mine.
This is similar to how I feel about bills. I hate paying them, but I do love it when they have been paid.
I really need to get a VHS-to-DVD transfer device thingy, because I have tapes with irreplaceable content, deteriorating in drawers as I type.
I just don't understand how that reason exempts them from the whole I'll never again possess a playback device for them thing.
You can bring them over to my house with its functional VCR. (With which I Tivoed goth videos off 120 Minutes and compiled them for Jilli.)
Obviously, this is a decision each person has to make for themselves, but the irreplaceable content on the VHS tapes I had? I decided wasn't worth the effort to retrieve.
From a rejection email I just received:
"While you were certainly among the highly qualified candidates who applied for a position with our firm, I regret to inform you... [blah blah]."
I was certainly among the candidates who applied! Woo-hoo! Time to take the day off to celebrate my belongingness!