[Yeah, he'll take that snowball to the chest so that he can dodge the headshot. It's true, he's already covered in snow -- he may as well just take the lesser of two evil snowballs.]
Dunno about that. I t'ink you got her beat. You make better pies, at least.
[He holds his hands up in surrender. Or. Sort of surrender. Because if he sees another snowball coming his way, it's on.]
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Dunno about that. I t'ink you got her beat. You make better pies, at least.
[He holds his hands up in surrender. Or. Sort of surrender. Because if he sees another snowball coming his way, it's on.]
Call it even?