Yes, Joe. But Chongo's still dead. Alas, poor Chongo! I knew him, Joe. He bored people silly a thousand times. A fellow of infinite ego! And see to what a mess of stinking, foul, repulsive pottage he has come! 'Twould gag a buzzard off a gut wagon when he was alive, and in his death 'twould cause the self-same bird to fall stunned and dying from the azure dome of heaven itself.