I recently submitted a request on this site for a small service. Reformatted for readability here, and a few details redacted to preserve my illusion of privac

I recently submitted a request on this site for a small service. Reformatted for readability here, and a few details redacted to preserve my illusion of privacy: Rent-A-Hitman Service Request (HIPPA Compliant) Your Name: Michael Geary I certify I'm an: Adult - Over 18 Years Old Your eMail Address: mg@ok.mg Your Phone Number: [redacted] Your Address (For Field Operative Use Only): [redacted] Field Operative Contact Preference: Email Enter Your Desired CODE/SAFE Word or Phrase (Optional): Tony Relation to Intended Target: Fan Target's Name: James Gandolfini Address Where Service Requested: Holsten's Brookdale Confectionery 1063 Broad Street Bloomfield, New Jersey 07003 What is the reason for contacting us? James Gandolfini is dead. Describe what services you would like performed: James died tragically at the age of 51. I want you to bring him back to life. I last saw him at the address listed above. I sent a modest donation to your PayPal account to help you consider my request. Guido, if you can perform this small service, there is a hundred boxes of ziti in it for you. How did you hear about Rent-A-Hitman (Paste Link - For Marketing Purposes Only): https://www.cnn.com/2021/12/12/us/hireahitman-website-cracks-crimes-cec/index.html References for anyone unfamiliar with two coded messages in my request... "a hundred boxes of ziti": In The Sopranos, a "box of ziti" is a code word for $1000. "Tony tells Christopher to get “five boxes of ziti” for David Scatino. In the morning, Christopher tells Tony that David is down “forty-five boxes of ziti”." --The Sopranos Wiki "a small service": "Don Vito Corleone was a man to whom everybody came for help, and never were they disappointed. He made no empty promises, nor the craven excuse that his hands were tied by more powerful forces in the world than himself. It was not necessary that he be your friend, it was not even important that you had no means with which to repay him. Only one thing was required. That you, you yourself, proclaim your friendship. And then, no matter how poor or powerless the supplicant, Don Corleone would take that man’s troubles to his heart. And he would let nothing stand in the way to a solution of that man’s woe. His reward? Friendship, the respectful title of “Don,” and sometimes the more affectionate salutation of “Godfather.” And perhaps, to show respect only, never for profit, some humble gift—a gallon of homemade wine or a basket of peppered taralles specially baked to grace his Christmas table. It was understood, it was mere good manners, to proclaim that you were in his debt and that he had the right to call upon you at any time to redeem your debt by some small service." --Mario Puzo, The Godfather