When my wife was with me, I loved carrying her purse for her. I don’t know why she had so much stuff in it, but it wheighed a ton, and she lost her breath after walking a half block or so. I think she needed about 3 percent of everything she had in that purse on any given day.
And they occasionally brick their own phones to force people to buy new ones!!! Wait. Did I say “force?” Apple is not a monopoly. We have alternatives. Why does anybody buy things from those crooks?
Sorry guys, but I have to relate more to Pig, who only want’s to help, and only want’s the best for everybody. But his best efforts blow up in his face. God bless him.
I have to agree with Cathy’s mother on this one. What’s with objecting to men viewing women as sex objects when they insist on dressing as sex objects? It gives a whole new meaning to “dress to impress.” There is a reason that it is called UNDERwear. Keep it under you’re outer clothing, dag nabbit!
I never heard of anyone having trouble with Turbotax before. Sorry you had that bad luck. Anyway, next year you can download it directly from their website. I’ve been using it for years, and Iv’e always been satisfied with it.
Babushka? Who the heck uses that word anymore? It’s “head scarf” now. I haven’t heard anyone use that word since I was a teenager and my mother told my sister to put on her babushka before she went out. (To my sister’s complete horror and humiliation!) Even then, that was a dweebs word, and that was a very loooooong time ago!
Excellent points, Nelly. (Can I call you Nelly?) Also, I don’t know how big Mooney University is, but Michigan University has over 52,000 students. If Bets and Tiff could snag 1 percent of them, that’s 52 clients. I remember an old Bazooka Joe comic where he was running a lemonade stand and was selling glasses of lemonade for $10! This was at a time when you could get it anywhere else for .50 cents. A passerby said to him, “Hey boy, you’re never going to sell much lemonade that way!” To which Joe replied, “yeah, but I only have to sell one!”
When my wife was with me, I loved carrying her purse for her. I don’t know why she had so much stuff in it, but it wheighed a ton, and she lost her breath after walking a half block or so. I think she needed about 3 percent of everything she had in that purse on any given day.