In the morning, I like to listen to hip hop radio on my iPhone. I have an app which lets me tune in to any station around the country, though no matter how much I switch around, all I hear is the same Drake song and idiotic morning-show talk.
Today on the Orlando station “Wild 94.1” I heard the DJ asking for donations for some cause (I was paying for egg salad, so I didn’t hear the specifics), which he said were tax deductible.
He then explained the concept of “tax deductible” like so:
“It’s like when you’re in a strip club makin’ it rain. Makin’ it rain is when you participate? Preticapate? Can’t even say it. It’s when you ever so gently sprinkle down money on the stripper’s booty. So say you drop 600 singles on Mercedes, or Lexus, or whatever car name that stripper has. And then imagine you went out to the parking lot and there was your 600 dollars, sitting on the hood of your car. That’s just like what happens if you donate to charity. Come tax time, you reduce your taxable income by that same amount. It’s like getting the money back.”
Thinking how one might explain volunteer work in terms of getting a hooker.