Speaking of Mr. T (look to your left!), I met Mr. T once in the Swiss Chalet at Bathurst and Bloor. It was during the filming of his short-lived series "T'n'T" or whatever the fuck it was called. I said "Hey Mr. T!" He said "Hey son, you doin' alright?" I said "Sure Mr. T!" He said "Alright.". We went our seperate ways and ate our perspective meals in quiet contemplation, Not a day has passed in all the years since that fateful meeting that I don't shed a silent tear as my heart continues to break. BBB. True story.