It's utterly amusing to see how his name is taken in vain. Stirring up the crowd, I see. Good for him. Rousing the rabble always a good hobby.

Brilliant. Outspoken. Insightful into the psyche. Refined. Bust-a-rib funny. Arrogant? or just confident? You be the judge. Ummm, and have you seen this kettle ball tossing?

I nominate him to be one of the next round of Greek or Roman or other mythological gods. Any other questions?

Il forte e il Valore!the success of intellect and struggle.The Scott,a Scott...le scott!

When I first met Lupo, I thought he was a butcher. Because, you see, I think someone told me he was. Then I learned of the giant light bulb and his capasity to consume alcohol. It was then that I realized I was wrong, and that he wasn't a butcher. He was something far scarier... A scientist.

Rev. Dr. Lupo is a very dangerous man. He knows about weird physics, can get you drunk off your ass on stuff he makes at home, and has more weapons than most National Guard armories. And he's single. If only he were a "boss monster" in Doom ]|[.

Lupo is the best pen pal I have ever had. He is also great fun in person, both for sober conversation on exalted topics, and drunken silliness with kerosene, rum, plastic bottles, and butcher knives. Lupo is one of the few forces preventing me from becoming an all-out whiny art fag, for which the world should be grateful. Side effects of hanging out with Lupo include reading more nonfiction than you ever planned, getting into crazy weightlifting, hangovers, and muscle soreness.