�In several places on your tax forms, he’s written, “Give or take a million
dollars.”
�Tells you to put all your money into British cattle futures.
�You notice that his “calculator” is just a broken VCR remote.
�Insists that there’s no such number as four.
�He laughed at the Bob Dole background check.
�Counts family of squirrels living in your yard as dependents.
�Advises you to save postage by filing your taxes telepathically.
�Instead of C.P.A. license, he’s got a framed photo of a shirtless Alex
Trebek.
�Demands that you call him the “Una-Countant.”
�He’s got a 1040 Form tattooed on his arm.