Ray

XXXII

I GOT audited by the IRS because I hadn’t filed in four years.

So I went up there to the Federal house. They had called me over the phone and finally got rude. I tend to procrastinate on business like this because I feel I don’t owe anything and already fought for the country. I’m for the straight ten percent. I’d file before anybody then.

She was not so stern when she met me. I had all my forms. She went off in the room and talked to her boyfriend for thirty minutes. I went down to the first floor and got some coffee. Saw a nigger in a Federal suit and asked him if I could try out his gun. There was nothing else to do. Then I got some Nabs. Those are fun. I ate two and spat out the third. Welfare niggers who don’t work for a living are all over the place.

Finally she got back to the desk. She had to make another call or receive one.

This was enough. I went back in the other room, raised up her skirt, and stuck the meat in her. She was talking to her boyfriend and moaning.

Now I am clean with the IRS.