RIP - even though I can't rest in peace

Boo hoo hoo.

This was my favorite show. I really loved the "Bros before Hos, unless they're hot, a set of twins, a hot set of twins" mentality. But they were there when it mattered, even going as far as allowing someone to think they were sexual partners (1, 2, or 3 episodes) and not just law partners and partners in crime. I loved their "My brother from another mother".

And Pindar, I loved his character. I loved how he always thought he had the worst case of any health crisis case that has ever existed.

No, no, I can't accept it. I must die. I need a window - no, thsts been done. I need a cliff, a tall cliff with jagged rocks below, and water, with sharks or gators, or shark-ators, during a sunset, with a rainbow, and a killer leprechaun, and some ponies, thunder ponies, thunder pony unicorns, thunder pony unicorn Pegasus - to gallop and fly away (with a twinkle of the unicorn horn tip in the light of the rainbow) when I go 'splat' below.

Or a trash truck, as I cross the street.