Tax day was pretty easy for me. I'm in a low bracket. No deductions, no declared income. The IRS sent me some letter. It reminded me of my thumb, so I ate it.
Daddy was complaining about having to pay taxes for the first time in a long while. Some grumbling about having to bail out CEO's bonuses or something.
Meanwhile it was another great day hanging out with the Nanny.
Whadya think J? Prisca's pretty cool huh?
I think so.
Another GQ shot of my pal, J-Cub...word.
Meanwhile, my Daddy got his bike painted and put back together...YEAH, I wanna ride.
Mommy, can I have a fixed gear?