"....I'm gonna smeg this one up, aren't I?"

"Maths problems? Whose idea was it to include them on a game show?"

"God, the TropesForever Mathematics Education on Television Act of 2020 is the worst thing to happen to this country."

Bobby's assistants pass out papers to everyone that read "Restraining Order for Divorcing Spouses", "US Individual Tax Return", and "Request for Verification of Rent or Mortgage".

Elena arrives riding her lawnmower, with toast in hand, mouth, hand, bag and shopping cart attached to the lawnmower "Eyyy! Who wants some toast? One toast only costs one dollar! Help me sell and if you sell many toast you get many dollars, simple! Basic maths!"

"...Bobby, just lie on your tax forms like the rest of us. Don't make us do them for you!"

"If I list all of us as dependants can we get a cut of your returns?"

   No, these aren't tax returns! They're fun 🅱uzzles!   

   please just let me have this they're going to take my house   

Edited by madface7 on Jan 15th 2021 at 6:21:22 AM

Libre somehow sees 🅱️o🅱️🅱️y mouthing something...

"The FUCK was that you're mouthing? I'm a foreigner and a teen, I don't know these tax systems dammit!"

Edited by SomeLibre on Jan 15th 2021 at 7:33:54 PM

“...I’m not doing this.”

Shelley immediately signs up her name and starts to fill out the papers.

Zanreo just writes down a bunch of stuff and hopes for the best. "Random bullshit GO!"

"Um... let's see... date of birth... 6/9/420. First two initials, last name... 'I. M. Smelly'... home address... 'the dumpster where all the raccoons live'".

Sherson is staring at all these numbers, wondering if this is some ploy by the Taco Badger campaign to melt his brain so that he is rendered unfit to be mayor.

"Hey, Mr. Buzzer, can I use my tax return program? Please, that's literally the only way I can complete this, uh, puzzle"

Libre fills what he knows and can out of frustration and desparation.

"The hell is being taken?...Hopefully I don't get entangled real bad..."

Edited by SomeLibre on Jan 16th 2021 at 12:25:22 AM

I have an outside-the-box solution, good Mister Buzzer! Elect Mister Lonagan mayor, and he shall simply reduce tax rates to zero!

"Um...risking some sort of economic collapse? Why?"

Libre's sure taxes are there for a reason, and removing it can bring a catastrophic change.

Humph. So you're one of those anti-economic collapse extremists.

"Whoa hey don't assume things, people in my age in my country are only starting to study economics as it's own seperate subject of study."

"I'm no extremist (whatever that really is), I just don't want even more catastrophic change after I've dun meteored an apartment. I just want said building fixed."

Edited by SomeLibre on Jan 16th 2021 at 5:41:28 PM

Shelley slaps her hand over her paper.

Done.

"Yo Libre," I toss a crumbled-up tax form at him.

"Chill bruh. We say and do a lot of wacky shit on this show, just take it in stride man."

"Yeah, it's just that seeing alot of negative stuff on television back in my home country made me worried of "catastrophic change" harming my life."

"Anyway I told that airhead that taxes are probably there for a reason, and he labels me an extremist. Freaking extreme man! He seems to be more extreme there, thinking that reducing tax rates to zero can solve the buzzer's whatever."

Edited by SomeLibre on Jan 16th 2021 at 9:33:42 PM

I toss another tax form at him.

"Hey Libre, shut your piss mouth and do the forms!" On Knife's form, they are writing down the message "I know what you did on February 8th, 2017 and if you don't let me off the hook I'll tell everyone." in blue pen.

Libre fills the forms with what he knows and what he can.

Playing fills the tax forms out. Properly.

"First name... First of "name". N! Obviously this form wants me to do binary. But which kind?"