Nowhere to Run Posted by Harvey on 21 October 2014, 8:00 pm To avoid reporters, Lois Lerner went to a neighbor’s house, but they wouldn’t admit her. How poetic – Lois: “Can I come in?”; Neighbor: “I plead the fifth”.
Lois: “Can I come in?” Neighbor: “I’m not who you think I am.” Lois: “Can I come in?” Neighbor: “Sure, if you provide me with your last seven tax returns. ” Lois: “Can I come in?” Neighbor: “Only if you bring your hard drive and allow my son who has a PhD in Cryptology to examine it.” Reply to this comment
Lois: “Can I come in?”; Neighbor: “NO!”. Lois: “Would you like to be audited?”; Neighbor: “NO!”. Lois: “Can I come in?”; Neighbor: “sure!”. Reply to this comment
Lois: “Can I come in?”
Neighbor: “I’m not who you think I am.”
Lois: “Can I come in?”
Neighbor: “Sure, if you provide me with your last seven tax returns. ”
Lois: “Can I come in?”
Neighbor: “Only if you bring your hard drive and allow my son who has a PhD in Cryptology to examine it.”
“Can I come in?”
“No habla.”
Lois: “Can I come in?”; Neighbor: “NO!”.
Lois: “Would you like to be audited?”; Neighbor: “NO!”.
Lois: “Can I come in?”; Neighbor: “sure!”.
That’s one big spider!