With no prompting from me, Sydney Quinn opened
my desk drawer, pulled out my tax forms and a pen,
and got to work.
Hmmmn… Interesting, interesting.
This is too hard!
Oh, well. At least she’ll always have booze.
Tangentially related: --they wouldn’t do that, unless they were extras in a company of The Sound of Music. --FAKE NEWS!…
so, do you have a mini wet bar in that desk, or what?
Can I borrow her to do my taxes?
Looks like she does taxes the same way I do…..dive in, then start ripping shit, hold head in pain, hit the bottle. Yep! She’s got it all covered!!
She is soooooo cute!!
*LOL* Perhaps she can train my daughter to do our taxes. CUTE!
She drinks because she’s being pressured to do hard math that only someone with a penis can do.
(Sometimes you just have to count to 21.)
But a young woman can always count on a penis being around somewhere. ;)