Saturday, June 9, 2007


Man, even right after his funeral, people still can't remember his name.

Oh, and I forgot to laugh; HAHAHA, taxes are so bad that people die to escape them! Oh wait, no, that's not right. How about: HAHAHA, some people hate taxes so much you'd think they'd rather die! No, no, no, it's more like: HAHAHA, it's crazy how people try to find the silver lining in even the darkest of clouds!

Or I just don't get it. Maybe the rest of the sentence is just a red herring, and the joke is that the guy's name is spelled "Fropp" but rhymes with "poop".


Anonymous said...

It has to do with the old expression "Only two things are constant: death and taxes."

rogermwilcox said...

The joke's on Fropp/Froop, though. When you die, everything you own gets hit with estate taxes!