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Monthly Archives: March 2012
Originally posted on Zwinglius Redivivus:
Via Chris Tilling: Apparently, this is a real reply from the UK Inland Revenue. The Guardian newspaper had to ask for special permission to print it. The funniest part of this is imagining the content…
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