To crunch numbers.
A horribly depraved piece of human garbage.
To get to the other side.
Because the only numbers in them are page numbers.
Math hue.
One bawls his wares out on the street...
To get to the other side of the story.
Because that's what they did last year.
An account*ant*.
Snacks that go crunch in the night.
He hasn't been promoted since 1963...