“How funny.” I say flatly. “and I was hoping for a battle of wits but you appear to be unarmed.” His laugh fills the silence and brings a smile to my face.”
“I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed person.”
“Never have a battle of wits with an unarmed person.”
“Never engage in a battle of wits with an unarmed man.”
“I would love to have a battle of wits with you, Bison, but I doubt it would be a fair fight.' 'Shut your face.''Exactly my point.”
“...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.”