Court
When did you last pay taxes on your income?" the man grabs the bottom of his shirt, "my inn is outside the city so it is not subject to city taxes; because it is separate from it." nicola nods her head, "yes. separate, as in not a member of this city.
Shift 001: The Dragon's Giftshop
"but then i taught them how they could claim a species change as a tax deduction and well... everyone was signing up at that point! now i have a mountain full of kobolds making money and saving on their taxes!" "so... so this was all pointless?"
Midas
He tried to raise taxes to lower their conditions back to their original level, and they managed to somehow pay his newly raised taxes in full without suffering a drop in the level of their quality of life for it.
Book One of Rabbits Part 3 of 29, "I don't know what you are anymore."
taxes, vick, taxes." cecil holds his palm to his forehead. "i don't even like big breasts. they're, so weird on an animalia. why do they even exist?" his brothers ignore him. vick holds his hands up in defense. "hey, i know that. i'm just saying.
Surviving Solitude Part 5
Each year, he would sell his crops to pay off his taxes. one day, while he was asleep, a rabbit came by and ate his carrots. the next day when he had to pay his taxes, he couldn't sell his crop. the only thing he had left of value was his home.
Confusion
I knew they were trying to find an excuse to get rid of me, they didn't want me from the start, i was just there tax break.'
Desert Spice Saloon's Charity Car Wash
According to legend, the supposed porno involved a sexy car wash with attractive nuns desperate to keep their convent being taken over by an evil tax collector. simply put, it did more than arouse mr.
Chapter 1
"alan, look, i think we need to discuss the situation with the paranids, they are taxing the hell out of our stay, at this rate, we can't sustain any more delays, and we have to act now."
Up Into The Chairman
"they told me you were the 'man to fuck' to get my tax return. and i fucking intend to leave here with a check in my paws!" in one long, slow stroke, gerald forced the tight horse's ass apart.
Shazam! or: My Kingdom For A Lamp
At the back was the box of taxes from the peons, mostly in pennies but sizeable enough for a kings ransom in crisps and chocolate. a king's ransom, he liked that thought. on the floor was the bigger tribute.
Apocalypse, Ch. 5
Not even taxes. i'll bet solarville has taxes...." no taxes? that surprised me. what was left of america seemed more and more like a libertarian paradise or the old west every day. "well", i said, "you can always sell your place and move in with me.
Establishing Dominance
Still, there was plenty of food, indicative of how well the taxes had filled the castle's larders.