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“The van is $30 a day. You owe us 50 cents a mile, and are responsible for your own gas. You also need to buy the product from us, too–that comes to a good $40 a box, and you’ll want to be stocked. But at the end of the day, after you’re done driving through trailer parks and shuttered neighborhoods, you get commission… it’s a pretty great deal, really.”
By asavas URL on 04.17.2014
I commission you to do this. The commission for this is $$$$.
By teeda URL on 04.17.2014
a fee? for me? oh no not commission she thought there ought not be such a thing that makes girls cry instead of sing
By Rebekah Wooten URL on 04.17.2014
Although the pay from his new job wasn’t very good he could increase his income by earning commission on his sales.
By Alexandra URL on 04.17.2014
money pay buy $$$$
advanced payment for an item which you purchase
what is released
By aarto on 04.17.2014
the commision for the fair was only five dollars. why wouldnt i bring her? we made our way onto the fair grounds, and our noses were slapped with the pungent aroma of kiddie rides and almost divorced parents.
By calen geiser on 04.17.2014
She’s the kind of girl you want to bring around here. Not like those groupies you used to bring home. Those crazy girls. No. This one now, she’s good. I’m willing to bet you like her even a little more now too. You mother is going to like her. She doesn’t have green hair at least.
By DMM URL on 04.17.2014
commission is how much money you get for a job.
By cheri cunningham on 04.17.2014
Commission is a strange word. Built into it is the word mission, which goes halfway towards describing the kind of zeal you need if you want to get really good commissions in certain things like, say, sales.
By Ashwini on 04.17.2014
His commission to redesign the building was rejected almost immediately, much to his chagrin. In all honesty, it made me laugh. I guess he wasn’t the boss he always thought he’d been.
By AJ Kenobi on 04.17.2014
His commission would be running out any day now. Give it two weeks and he’d be back on the streets of Chicago. Good Lord, where would he go? He hadn’t talked to Kristie in seven weeks, ever since his brother had walked in on her cooking dinner for another man. Where would he go? What could he do?
By Doug on 04.17.2014
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.