To the Victor Belongs the Spoils
by Scott Hardie on June 3, 2007
If only I had $4000 to spare: Sopranos Pinball
Four Replies to To the Victor Belongs the Spoils
Jackie Mason | June 5, 2007
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Scott Hardie | June 5, 2007
One character was being considered to "sleep with the fishes," so in a dream sequence, he appeared as a talking fish head at a sidewalk market. This led to a joke later on when the dreamer encountered a Big Mouth Billy Bass toy and had disturbing flashbacks.
Anna Gregoline | June 6, 2007
I can't believe they added that fish head. The people who made this were very serious Sopranos fans.
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The creator of Funeratic, Scott Hardie, blogs about running this site, losing weight, and other passions including his wife Kelly, his friends, movies, gaming, and Florida. Read more »
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Thanks, JP. Go »
Anna Gregoline | June 4, 2007
I think I peed a little!