I've still got $85, 000 in uncollected receivables from my private practice. I'm going out caroling tonight and, when they open the door, handing them the bill and whipping out my credit card accepting smart phone.
Then ill sing for them.
(To the tune of Jingle Bells")
(To the tune of Jingle Bells")
"Deadbeat Jerk; Deadbeat Jerk, now ur gonna pay...oh what fun to bleed you dry, so close to Christmas dayyyyy---yay..."
And, they will doubtless slam the door, at which time I will drop the ever-classic flaming bag of fresh crap on the porch, singing as they stomp it out.
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