Quote #549
When the mightily-hewn warrior-hero Glark One-Ear, fed up with paying the
tribute demanded by the despotic wizard Jormed-the-Doubly-Soulless, set out
to single-handedly unite the warring barbarian tribes of Verfot and lead
them in bloodily overthrowing the evil mage's tyranny, he envisioned a
progressive tax system based upon income brackets, yet allowing deductions
for business expenses, dependents, and charitable donations.
-- Nicolas Juzda's entry to the 2001 annual Bulwer-Lytton contest
When the mightily-hewn warrior-hero Glark One-Ear, fed up with paying the
tribute demanded by the despotic wizard Jormed-the-Doubly-Soulless, set out
to single-handedly unite the warring barbarian tribes of Verfot and lead
them in bloodily overthrowing the evil mage's tyranny, he envisioned a
progressive tax system based upon income brackets, yet allowing deductions
for business expenses, dependents, and charitable donations.
-- Nicolas Juzda's entry to the 2001 annual Bulwer-Lytton contest
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