I firmly believe that I am flypaper for freaking idiots. This is an ACTUAL cash advance store in northern Mississippi. I’m leaving off the name of the town (Batesville) because I don’t want to hinder the efforts of their local Chamber of Commerce as they try to promote the town as the “Gateway To Your GED“.
And not only is it a cash advance store, it’s also a “Tax Service”. I think I’d rather have my taxes done at a strip club than here. Hell, strippers can’t speak proper English, either. But, then again, strippers don’t talk. Or do they? I’ve seen a lot in action but never heard them speaking. Let’s just agree that it’s a mystery.
Think about it: a “CASH ADVANCE” place that does “TAXES”. Is this who you would trust? Hey, “What It Do“, how much would you advance me on my car if I left the title? It’s a 1975 Ford Neglect and was previously owned by a little old lady who only drove it to Chippendale’s shows. And I desperately need the money because I still have some checks left in my wallet.
Remember, kids: Literacy ain’t everything.