- cross-posted to:
- onehundredninetysix@lemmy.blahaj.zone
- cross-posted to:
- onehundredninetysix@lemmy.blahaj.zone
I see dead people…and they’re arousing…and may have deductions they weren’t aware of
Doesn’t quite beat the “otolaryngologist and wiener sausages”.

Who is nude here, you or the psychic?
Depends how your taxes turn out
The only one fucking me in this scenario is the IRS! Waka waka!
Yes
Assuming the psychic is a woman: Based on my red light experiences, this is going to play out very differently than you might think.
First, she’ll tell you that you are free to get nude during the reading. If you want her to disrobe, you’ll have to shell out quite a bit more money. And then she’ll go topless, and she’ll have saggy, wonky tits.
And that’s it.If this is real it’s in Portland.
Nah. This is Reno or the older part of Vegas.
Portland would be a psychic that does couples colonics and taxes.
Nah. This is Reno or the older part of Vegas.
Portland would be a psychic that does couples colonics and taxes.
If we’re talking downtown Portland, you can’t forget the attached oddity museum or drag queen bar.
I’m talking Reno. I’m talking $5 steaks and keno.
“You’re about to get it so hard.”
“Wow, hot!”
“Not really. You just don’t qualify for three of these credits. That’s going to bring your liabilities up by about $12,000”
It’s the third nipple.

Works every time
Is it nude psychic readings, and tax advice?
Or is it nude tax advice?
Or nude psychic tax advice?
Nude readings tax, psychic and advice.
Sounds like a good place to hang out, count me in.
I mean… sounds pretty interesting to me!







