This Is What Happens...

When you send Virgil to the print shop

He means well and he'll sell out a parking lot of blue spruce somethin' fierce, but he's not too quick on the uptake. Personally though, I blame Jim and his shoddy penmanship.

KINKO'S CLERK: Are you sure this is how you want the banner to read?

VIRGIL: Jim said to make it say exactly what he wrote on the paper.

KINKO'S CLERK: Really?

VIRGIL: That what's Jim said. And big too. Jim said 12-footers. Two of them.

KINKO'S CLERK: O.k. dude. Whatever.