This IRS guy sounded pretty into me
Bye, son.
Because it said, Concentrate.
A cud thud!
Elephino. (You may have to sound it out.)
A car.
He had no patients
Thanks for the handy cap.
It was the pot calling the cattle back.
Because it's supposed to be the Fantastic Four, not the Fantastic Fo'!
Throw a load of dirty laundry in.
Ehh it's easier If I just write it off as tax evasion
They're afraid they'll be audited by the IRS.