Don’t even think about it. Ever since the Roberts ruling, the little armored bastard’s been pulling tax revenue from local hookers for the various things they refuse to do.
His best yet? Was when he got this one spackle-faced trollop to refund him all his around the world money — plus throw in her last pack of Virginia Slim menthols — after he informed her that her refusal to dress up like a honey badger and let him sodomize her with a baguette covered in fire ants was now heavily penalized under the constitutional Taxing Authority of the US Congress.
Poor dumb dear never even knew what hit her.