Does this have silver raisins?
You know, snow comes from the sky. Roovers are near the sky. When it snows it lands on the roof.
I can't even really 'magine it's snowing! How can it be snowing again?
(and, in the context of cell phones ringing in people's pockets...): I want to hear the call of Ellen's butt.
*To me these all sound like Ian sayings, but since I didn't write that down I will never be sure.