With my criminal days over a decade and a half behind me, as always the IRS comes festering back like an eternal fungus from a college stripper.
In and out of recent cannabis comas, I have considered many options, many of which always seem to have violent themes. I think about the my dog and how much I enjoy a writer's life, and I think about this evil entity of losers and wastes that seem determined to bring it all down,
Are there emergency protocols, of course, but you never think you will go there even as you're prepping them....but as always the show goes on,
I have attempted to negotiate a deal, giving up my pension for a clean break, but these cunts are still convinced I'm hiding millions overseas,
I wish I had their imagination, then again I do,
You see my friends, when one enters the business and life of Rare & Exotic Art Acquisitions, there will always be gangsters and thieves operating on both sides of the so called laws and ethics,
Now while a kill spree is enjoyable, and I have the skills and accessible weapons available, but I'm attempting to go a different way. Because at the end of the day, it's dirty green paper, and those cunts that are coming after me have to live that life every day, in that building, knowing that whatever dream they ever had, it didn't come true,
They can tax your money, but they can't tax the TIME,
Excelsior, and on that note, buy a copy of Faro's American Safari IDAHO Edition, which I'm thinking of filling up with the line art for the new issue of Pixi Runner,
Stay Tuned True Believers,
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/hooligansco/faros-american-safari-idaho-mr-potato-pimp
Cheers,
FK
