
The mainstream media is telling you that I disrupted last night's Hawks-Heat playoff game. It's true--I did. But that's not the whole story.
You see, they keep me in a cage. A horrible cage. Next to Mike Bibby. I can't stand him.
Last year, they kept me next to Salim Stoudamire.

But then Salim left. And I was depressed.
Until last night.
Last night, I spread my wings and soared into the night. I was free, not only in my heart, but in my mind. It was like Salim had come back into my life.
And then I saw him.

SALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIM. Come back to me.
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