Sidler, my dear old fellow, comrade of my somewhat misbegotten youth, you seem to have rather conveniently forgotten the fact that you have only once eaten more than I have at Galina. One swallow does make a summer, they say... and one battle alone does not decide the war! Every other time prior to the last we've eaten there, I have comprehensively out-eaten you. If you wish to establish your supremacy, your appetite will have to prevail over mine a few more times... And whenever you're next in town and feel the desire to contest against me, I have but one answer for you... Bring it on!
And by the way, whether a pole serves to conduct electricity or give light is of no material importance when it comes to banging your head against it, but when you're trying to make a point regarding the said assault, and that too one dripping with sarcasm, getting the details wrong rather tends to lead to a situation where the only thing to be found dripping would be your face... because you'd have egg on it!
