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Most people don't know it but I'm a quadruplet. I've got 3 other brothers who, in a George Foreman-like fit of insanity were all named Wally. Sadly we haven't seen each other since we were children. ![]() Wally (that's me, the second youngest) was adopted and raised by a pack of feral but kindly ravens. ![]() Wally (the oldest) ended up in the business world. We haven't spoken in a while, but apparently he's now an ethics consultant. ![]() Wally (the second oldest) is on the lam in Europe. Some kind of legal trouble, I guess. ![]() Little Wally (the youngest) was tragically stricken with a debilitating skin fungus. Nevertheless, he was able to catch on as an athletic trainer in some backwoods baseball organization. ![]() No relation to this guy. That would just be silly. He doesn't even spell his name right. Plus, it looks like he's a robot or something. |