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Michael and Dustin are back, discussing taxes, the Howard Stern show, Jay Leno, project cars, Dustin's film set woes, and more!
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Hark! Tax season, a tempest of tumult, where amidst the whirlwind of last-minute record-keeping, one finds themselves in the clutches of a dire revelation: a staggering debt owed to none other than Uncle Sam himself, a sum as weighty as $29,000. Oh, the dread that grips the heart!

Let us discourse, then, on the financial tightrope of freelance existence, the cunning ploy of hoarding earnings, and the curious satisfaction derived from year-end indulgences, born of an excess of caution. Furthermore, we shall divulge an ancient tale, perchance familiar from our earlier discourse.

In the theatre of life, where comedy and tragedy dance in perpetual motion, there strides Artie Lange, his journey a tapestry woven with threads of mirth and melancholy, a poignant reminder of the delicate equilibrium between notoriety and inner demons. Our gaze also alights upon the evolving panorama of celebrity interviews, drawing upon my own musical odyssey to dissect the oft-repeated rituals of such encounters, fueled by an unquenchable ardor for live performance.

As we draw the curtains, prepare to embark upon a voyage of nostalgia, as a quest for the restoration of a classic chariot unfolds before us. The dilemma of choosing between a chariot of sport and a carriage of utility for labor unfurls into a narrative enriched with lessons of security and the specter of thievery. We shall delve into the intricate realm of mentorship in the workplace, the sting of office politics, and the solace discovered within the confines of a harmonious editing alliance, capable of fashioning or shattering the very essence of a project. It is a symphony of anecdotes from the crossroads of vocation, creativity, and camaraderie, all presented with the unvarnished sincerity befitting our discourse. Prepare thyself for tales not merely spoken, but lived.

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