It was known as the Linwood Memorial Coal Burning Oven - a man-sized brick oven designed to efficiently turn out baked starches in mere seconds so that the condiment industry could reverse its financial woes. Linwood was its unfortunate first victim. And he didn't taste that good with ketchup. It was more like pork rinds and it didn't go over too well with the culinary guru's like Roscoe and Superstarov.
The noose itself was a passe item. Sure you could hear shouts of "Hang him!!!" but that was rhetoric - a rhythmic alliteration that was much easier to say than "Cook him in the oven!"

Detteam was selected this time to pay for the murder of Motown, the forums pre-eminent fantasy basketball expert. The coal was heated up when someone shouted, "This is inhumane!!!! You bunch of animals! Cooking your peers. This is 2006. We should know better. We shouldn't have to witness cannibalism. WE shouldn't have to witness mob justice! We shouldn't have to sit through an entire season of sideline twitching and a mid-range focused offense! Well, that may have to happen but not this!!"

"Well what should we do," the reply was in unison.

"Banish him!!!!"

"To where?"

"A NASA constructed facsimile of the moon! Complete with floating United States flag."

"hmm," said jammertime, "that may work. it possibly doesn't exist so he probably couldn't escape from it."

"Yes YES!" cried Detteam, "I'll even swear on the bible that I won't even TRY to escape."

"Nah, there's no room on the server for a conspiracy theory that doesn't involve David Stern," said Roscoe, "we'll turn him into chili using this"


"YIKES!" cried deteam. "I think banishment is a LOT healthier for the group."
"You're right my cholesterol conscious compadre," said Prof, "but with Flip still at the helm, we'll need all the Free Chili we can get. NOW GET IN THE POT!!"

And so it was that Pistons Fans were ready for the season. Finally.

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