So my wife comes home from the store and I say to her, "you gotta see this!"
She goes running (or waddling as the case may be for an eight month pregnant woman) into the living room. She sees me laying on the floor with our daughter. The change jar is cracked open in front of us. There is a division of copper and silver.
Olivia has the silver.
I have what is left, the copper. I say, "this game is called tax the rich. Watch and learn."
I then proceed to put one penny back in the jar. And then I say, "okay Olivia, your turn!"
"NOOOOOOOOOO" is the reply.
So, I put in another penny. "Okay, Olivia, your turn!"
She looks at her money, picks up a scrap on the floor, and puts it in the jar. Loophole. "Okay, daddy, your turn!"
Daddy puts in another penny. "Alright, Olivia, your turn." She takes a quarter, puts it half way in and then takes it out.
Daddy says, "tax cut, eh?"
Daddy then gives mommy half his copper, as good liberal would.
"Okay, mommy, your turn." Mommy puts in a penny.
I ask Olivia to put money in.
"Nope, Daddy's turn!" she replies.
Daddy puts a penny in. "Alright, Livie, your turn."
"No, Mommy's turn!"
This continues until I'm out of money. Then I ask Olivia for some of her money. "Alms for the poor!"
She hoards it at first, and then puts two nickles in my hands.
At Last! The lottery!
Olivia then says, "your turn, Daddy!" She then takes the two nickles and puts them in the jar. Luxery tax.
"Olivia's turn!"
"No, Daddy, your turn!"
upnorthkyosa
She goes running (or waddling as the case may be for an eight month pregnant woman) into the living room. She sees me laying on the floor with our daughter. The change jar is cracked open in front of us. There is a division of copper and silver.
Olivia has the silver.
I have what is left, the copper. I say, "this game is called tax the rich. Watch and learn."
I then proceed to put one penny back in the jar. And then I say, "okay Olivia, your turn!"
"NOOOOOOOOOO" is the reply.
So, I put in another penny. "Okay, Olivia, your turn!"
She looks at her money, picks up a scrap on the floor, and puts it in the jar. Loophole. "Okay, daddy, your turn!"
Daddy puts in another penny. "Alright, Olivia, your turn." She takes a quarter, puts it half way in and then takes it out.
Daddy says, "tax cut, eh?"
Daddy then gives mommy half his copper, as good liberal would.
"Okay, mommy, your turn." Mommy puts in a penny.
I ask Olivia to put money in.
"Nope, Daddy's turn!" she replies.
Daddy puts a penny in. "Alright, Livie, your turn."
"No, Mommy's turn!"
This continues until I'm out of money. Then I ask Olivia for some of her money. "Alms for the poor!"
She hoards it at first, and then puts two nickles in my hands.
At Last! The lottery!
Olivia then says, "your turn, Daddy!" She then takes the two nickles and puts them in the jar. Luxery tax.
"Olivia's turn!"
"No, Daddy, your turn!"
upnorthkyosa