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Tax Collectors Theme Song

  • 17-01-2007 5:59pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 78,574 ✭✭✭✭


    Tax Collectors Theme Song

    Tax his cow, Tax his goat;
    Tax his pants, Tax his coat;

    Tax his crop, Tax his work;
    Tax his ties, Tax his shirt;

    Tax his chew, Tax his smoke
    Teach him taxing is no joke.

    Tax his tractor, Tax his mule;
    Tell him, Taxing is the rule.

    Tax his oil, Tax his gas
    Tax his notes, Tax his cash

    Tax him good and let him know,
    That after taxes, he has no dough.

    If he hollers, Tax him more;
    Tax him till he's good and sore.

    Tax his coffin, Tax his grave,
    Tax his sod in which he's laid.

    Put these words upon his tomb,
    "Taxes drove him to his doom."

    After he's gone, we won't relax.
    We'll still collect inheritance tax.


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 78,574 ✭✭✭✭Victor


    A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His camel dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain that he has breathed his last, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand several yards ahead of him.

    He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand, and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens it and out pops Charlie McCreevy. But this is no ordinary Charlie McCreevy. He is wearing a taxman's badge and dull grey suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a pencil tucked behind one ear.

    "Well, kid," says the Charlie . "You know how it works. You have three wishes."

    "I'm not falling for this." Says the man. "I'm not going to trust a taxman."


    "What do you have to lose? You're out of water, you've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"

    The man thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the Charlie is right. "OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and drink."

    ***POOF***

    The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

    "OK, kid, what's your second wish."

    "My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."

    ***POOF***

    The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.

    "OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"

    After thinking for a few minutes, the man says "I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will want and need me."

    ***POOF***

    He is turned into a tampon.

    The moral of the story?

    If Charlie McCreevy offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,274 ✭✭✭de5p0i1er


    The first one was ok, but the second one was a classic. :D


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