Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for April 12, 2024

His name is Sal Xergman, for those of you reading-backwards impaired.

Certainly.

Not expecteeng to sees your competitor eh.

Inevitable.

Oh, I am not here for tax preparation. More of a collection.

They are….inevitable.

Your filings are looking pretty grim.

Oh, Sal… Alas Ho! (Palindrome)

It was inevitable.

The only two certainties in the universe.

Better call Sal.

Death and Taxes, like Mutt and Jeff, Abbot and Costello…

The two certainties in life: death and taxes in one place.

“Nothing is inevitable but death and taxes.” No surprise (or irony) here.

But does Sal have enough guts to tell Death to pay up?

Well it was bound to happen.

Death and Taxes,

Death and Taxes,

They go together like a chopping block and axes.

If I pledge allegiance to the reptilian space pope, can I claim religious tax-exempt status?

What planet does Death come from? Pluto?

I would think it inevitable. Even Death pays taxes. And even Taxmen die.

Wonder why Death is there? Is it because he’s certain he can’t do his taxes on his own?

“Two certainties in life are death and taxes.” Ben Franklin