Take
Your Pick
(Playing ~ "My Life")
(The following letter was
featured in an Ann Landers column. It had been
sent to her by a reader who found it
on the Internet. It allegedly was sent
from a taxpayer to the IRS.)
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Gentlemen: I am responding
to your letter denying my deduction for two of
the three dependents I claimed
on my federal tax return. Thank you. I have
questioned for years whether or not these are my
children.
They are ill-behaved and expensive. I am happy to
give them to you. Please do not reassign them to
me next year
and reinstate the deduction.
Since they are no longer my
responsibility, it is only fair that the
government
know something about them.
The oldest, Kristen, is now
17. She is brilliant. If you don't believe me,
just ask her. I suggest you put her
to work in your office where she can answer
people's questions about their returns. While she
has no
formal training, it has not hampered her mastery
of any subject you can name.
Next year she is going to
college. I think it is wonderful that you will
now be responsible for that little expense.
Kristen also has a boyfriend. You will like him a
lot. Her mother and I have occasionally reminded
her
of the virtues of abstinence, or, at the very
least, safe sex. This is always uncomfortable,
and I am
quite relieved that you will be handling these
discussions in the future.
Patrick is 14. I have had my
suspicions about him. His eyes are a little
closer together than those of normal people.
He may be a tax examiner himself one day if he is
not incarcerated first. His hair is purple, and
he is sitting out
a few days of school after instigating a food
fight in the cafeteria. I have taken the liberty
of filing your
phone number with the principal for future use.
Do NOT leave him or his
friends unsupervised with girls, explosives,
inflammables, inflatables or telephones.
They find phones a source of unimaginable
amusement. Be sure to lock out the 900 numbers.
Please let me know
if you would like him delivered to the local IRS
branch or the main office.
Heather is an alien. She
slid through a time warp and appeared as if by
magic. She is 10, going on 21,
wears tie-dyed clothes, beads and sandals. I know
you will be raising my taxes to help offset the
pinch
of her remedial reading courses.
It is quite obvious that we
were terrible parents (ask the other two) because
Heather cannot speak English.
She has a curious style of expression ~ a cross
between valley girl, yuppie talk and political
double-speak.
The school sends her to a speech pathologist who
has taught her to roll her "r"s. This
has added a refreshing
Hispanic-Irish touch to her speech.
Heather wears her hat
backwards, likes baggy pants and wants one of her
ears pierced four more times.
She has a fascination with tattoos that worries
me, but I am sure you can handle it.
Since you have denied two of
the three exemptions, it is only fair that you
get to pick which two. I prefer
that you take Patrick and Heather. I still will
go bankrupt with Kristen's college education, but
then I am free.
Of course, if you take the two older children, I
will have time for intensive counseling before
Heather becomes a teenager. If you decide to take
the two girls, I will not object, since I can
put Patrick in a military academy.
Please let me know of your
decision as soon as possible.
~ author unknown
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