Hey AKMW, I'm just role playing. It's not personal.

Don't hate me for having a sexy brain.

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They are the archetype for dominance. They are the gatekeepers of the conference. They are the Detroit Pistons.

Sigh. Like I said Roscoe, can't you write a Bill Walton-ism on the melding of your brain and T.O.'s physique. C'mon...ya got me all upset and paranoid there. I haven't even be able to work on my Rap Sheets of the Suspects. Make me laugh.

P.S. And I just tried to delete my rant and it's too late. Boo. I'm having a rough morning in murder2@pf.com.

I don't do autobiographies AKMW.

Here is one for the dearly departed.

Professor. What more can be said about the man who has dominated the internet translation landscape? His mind, delectable. His avatar, all knowing. His spiritual energy a blanket for the huddled plebian masses. One of the true marvels in Western Civilization.

Wielding thunderstix at his first live Pistons game, brings to mind images of Zeus hurling lightning bolts from Mount Olympus.

A father, a leader, a follower. An amazing life lived by an amazing person.

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They are the archetype for dominance. They are the gatekeepers of the conference. They are the Detroit Pistons.

If that's not waltonism...I don't know what is.

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That was an awesome obit, Roscoe. I remember him talking about the thunderstix, very nice reference there.

mmmmm this soylent green is great
i wonder what's in it

dad? daaad? where are you?

Dang Prof,
Maybe you should go get a refund...

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Bill Walton, nothing. That was no living being.

That was Howard Cossell's zombie speaking from the beyond.

This place is getting totally eerie. Headhunter zombies. Gimme a break!

I really think we need to have a link to the "Theme from Dark Shadows" here.

Alright. I've done some preliminary research and I'm absolutely convinced that one of us is probably the killer.

I think you are jumping to conclusions.