I should say this is a “bit of an odd one”, but then I would sound like broken track record, wouldn’t I?

Yes, it’s another odd one, internally called JAWS, it was abandoned like a mutant, tossed like a hot potato into the hands of the poor soul who needed to resurrect this dying pig… or sheep.

Fortunately, I was not the poor soul, but Richard Falla. Pitying his sorry life dearly, I extended a finger — my pinky, to be precise — to assist his writhing body out of the the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.

So I made racist kiwifruit drop from the sky and flags wave. Cool. In the meantime, Richard rescued the job from burning in hell.