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It was another day in Cyber City... the cars were walking, the maus were scurying, and all was not well in the palace of Queen.
"My dear little modules!" Queen said to the crowd around her
"Due to rising population and my egregious spending habits, taxes will have to be raised by approxamitly 5.89%."
The crowd murmured angerily.
A blue Addison named Cyan hissed to a plugboy near him. "Any more taxes and we'll all go out of bussiness!"
Queen looked down at her people and heard their agitated grumplings and calculated the possible of a revolt and found it conserningly high. So Queen begans to think of an alternative solutions. Her CPU processed several ideas rapidly and then hit upon an idea.
Queen got the crowds attention and propossed her alternative "My precious nibbles, I have come up with a solution that may be much more nice. I have an proposition. Instead of an incrase in taxes, a primium fast food joint will be built and everyone will be required to buy at least one thing per day!"
The crowd murmured and seemed to think the idea wasn't too bad Cyan Addison asked loudly, "So, uh, who is gonna help run these joints?" Queen tock a swig of her acid and pointed at Cyan,
"YOU!" she laughed