So, Landru, expect the Virginny ham to drop through your skylights sometime late next summer. What a strange way to deliver someone's winnings, huh?
Well, not exactly Sultan.
Although upon second thought?
*A* "Virginny Ham dropping through my skylight" could serve as an excellent metaphor describing his arrival, eh? ;^)
No, here read this.
I'll try to put all this into some kind of a proper *context*.
One you'll be able to better understand, OK?
"Keep it comin', FunnyMan, but double-bolt Dem skylights...MUD"
What Mud doesn't realize, Sultan?
Is that *just* for him my skylights have special properties.
...they're double-dolted.