Yesterday my son challenged me to a “duel.” Having lost our duel the day before, I warned him that this time I wasn’t in the mood to lose.
Naturally this put him into smack talk/banter mode.
“You think you can defeat me?” he asked with a flourish as he handed me my sword. (His weapon was the blaster, of course.) “There is more to me than meets the eye, you know!”
“I know,” I agreed. “There is also a prodigious smell . . .”
Candles & Curses 