It's tax season and at 7th and Montana that can only mean one thing: The Accountant -- known for spreading out his confidential papers all over Our Favorite Starbucks -- is up to his eyeballs in work. Today he sank his teeth into a nice, juicy project, but much to my surprise, it wasn't a W-2 form. It was a set of dental records, which he left sitting on a chair while he went to the rest room. Holy Molars ...!
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Digging for gold in all the wrong places.
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