how sarie & mo became trillionaires

mo: so, i had to change my taxes for marrage

sare: how was that?

mo: they withheld like a $100 more

sare: oh sh*t

mo: i must have f*cked it up. so i called to say - i am really bad at this and the woman was like you'll need to talk to your accountant and i laughed and said accountant, riiiiiiiiiiiight

sare: oh here he is, hello accountant who lives under the chair, what should i do?
>tinkle bell<
You're right!

mo: accountant! when i'm diversifying my stocks and donating to people who have so much less than i - ie: only the people who actually live on the streets have less than i - do you think i should also accrue for future revenue from space?

sare: >tinkle tinkle<

mo: oh accountant! you know your stuff. now, what do you think the NASDAQ is going to do on muesday?

sare: >tapp tapp<
>magic dust<

mo: really! hmmm, what are the key devlopments to the fiscal revenue outlook of which you speak?

sare: >wiggle butt<

mo: ACCOUNTANT! that's insider trading. mrs. wordell would not be pleased by that and may indeed take away your pecan pie!

sare: >magic dust<

mo: oh, it's ok! i won't tell her - if you'll tell me what's on your quote watchlist and your expert picks.

sare: >tinkle bell!<

mo: those are funds that even this lazy investor would love!

sare: >shooting star wink<

mo: accountant, you have the key to stability. i will buy and sell! good idea

sare: >magic flower<

mo: ha! google & facebook. internet really will bring in the motherload. good idea again

sare: >click heels<

mo: i'll just do an early dip into my 401(k) and bob is your uncle.

sare: >flies to the window<

mo: good bye accountant and hello millions of pennies

sare: >woosh<