It always happens. You get the guys together for bowling, some hoops, or in this case, a poker game, and there's a Ken. You know Ken. He's the one that's always late, holding up the game and leaving you just sitting there, waiting. It's work, he'll say when he finally shows up, and even then he can't concentrate on the game - nope, he's brought some work along to finish up. It doesn't really matter what that work is. Ken could be an accountant, or a computer programmer, or a tax preparer. Why can't he leave this stuff at the office?

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