The Question: Why would the IRS let this happen?
You step into the bar. Confident, you exude animal magnetism from every pore. "Yakety Sax" hits the loudspeakers, you do a couple of laps, doff your cap, and head for the exit. Championship!
This week, we invite you to join the Keeper League, assuming you're willing to abide by the terms and conditions laid out in your dating agreement. Hey, we've got a gambling ring - sorry, a business to run. If you don't shape up and fly straight, you're getting traded to the Mets.