There is a party here at my place in Huffman next week.
As a reformed enemy, you receive special consideration and TheMom’s stuffed jalapenos.
We'll be frying deer and blowing stuff up.
(Robt innocently asks)
“Er, uhm, ahhh, yes, but in jest what order is the receiptant of your “no-longer-enemy” designation going to
get
(1) receive the stuffed jalapenos,
(2) fry his dearly loved,
(3) get blown up
(4) shot by the straightened arrow?
It's an all-or-nothing deal.
Those converted enemies we accept totally.
It has never failed, and if it did.. they would never wipe us ALL out.
1. Jalapenos
2. Fried deer
3. Stuff exploding
4. No arrows, my compound bow is sick