Jen, come here, I need you to sign some papers.
What are they?
How many shares do I get?
Then why do I need to sign?
I don’t know. It’s what the accountant told me.
Shouldn’t I get fifty percent?
Just sign it…
Shouldn’t I actually get fifty-ONE percent since I wash all your underwear?
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oooh you’ll have to rent the corporation now so you can feel dirty.