Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

A few weeks ago Jefferson said something nasty about my wife and I responded by saying something rude about his mom. "Sir, I challenge you to a snowball fight. Do you accept my challenge?" It was on.









First he needed to taste the snow. Hmm.












Yep. Seems to be the proper consistency for a ripping good snowball fight.












We referred to Rule 13 of Code Duello:
No dumb shooting or firing in the air is admissible in any case. The challenger ought not to have challenged without receiving offense; and the challenged ought, if he gave offense, to have made an apology before he came on the ground; therefore, children's play must be dishonorable on one side or the other, and is accordingly prohibited.










Rule 22 says:
Any wound sufficient to agitate the nerves and necessarily make the hand shake, must end the business for that day.










So we went back in, ate cookies, and resolved to never let a woman come between us again.