shhhhh. Cut the Unko Dabunkalogo chatter you guys. I can see it now: Joe D.: Mornin' Mr. D. Mr. D: Good Morning Joe. What have we got today? Joe D: Well, the spin seems to be working OK, but you have the usual suspects questioning things. PF.com is bad for business. Mr. D. : Damn those free thinkers. Send in Mccoskey, damnit. Joe D. Yessir. I'll tell him to get in here as soon as he finishes washing your limo and shining my shoes. Mr. D : You're a good person Joe Joe D. : I try Mr. D. Mr. D.: So what are we going to do with the team, Joe? Joe D.: Well, sir...I know the last time we did something like I'm planning, it kinda...sorta...well, you know. It backfired. Mr. D: Dorko? Joe D : Darko. Mr. D: Oh yeah. Hey, Joe, hand me my windbreaker. I got a sudden chill. Joe D. The Green one? Mr. D.: Yeah, I love green. I can't believe that tall colored guy with the big fro' tried to take some of my money. Joe D. : Uh, right. Anyhow, about Darko... Mr. D: Not your fault Joe. You are a good person. Larry Brown is to blame. Joe D. Sir...there is this new guy I heard of. I can't remember where but the possibilities are intriguing. Mr. D. Tell me. Joe D. : His name is Unko Dabunkalogo. Mr. D.: Uncle who? I'm not big on family. The fro guy's brother... Joe D. : Sir? Mr. D: oh yes...McCoskey Joe D: No Mr D. Unko. Mr. D: Ohhhhh...yes. Go on. Joe D: Well, we have that high Orlando pick Mr. D: How much does the guy want? Joe D: I dunno. I think we can get him for cheap. He's from some country I never heard of. I dunno if he can play, but I hear he has potential. Mr. D.: We gotta keep those seats filled Joe. Joe D.: I'll make the Kool aid. Mr. D: You're a good person Joe. There is going to be a nice windbreaker in your Christmas bonus. Joe D. Thank you sir. I'd better be off. Flip is in the hospital having surgery Mr. D. : Is it bad? How far is that finger embedded in his nose? Joe D. : Not as bad as the one that was embedded in his a... Mr. D: OK, see you later Joe. I'm going to go to the vault to count my money. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Joe D. Enjoy, sir. Mr. D.: Lemme know what happens with your Uncle, Joe. If the price is right, we'll give him a tryout. What's a draft pick, anyhow? It's free after all. He can't be any worse than the bald guy's brother.