Dueling Mugs

'Em... Hang on a minute.'

Wild West Text Showdown

'That stranger's tellin' the truth, sheriff. Ol' Buford here done went into his windup first.'

'Well, well, well. . . Bucky Hutchins, the so-called fastest pillow fighter in the west. . .'

Next time I get to choose the weapon first.

"What?! You didn't say nuthin' about this bein' a yo' mam joke battle!"

Peace Fighting

"Next time, I get to choose the weapon first."

"Next time I get to choose the weapon first."

Duel in the snow with snow shovels.

Things get heated at the outing.

'This certainly beats lunch at the desk.'

'You shall each take ten paces forward, Turn and fire.' 'em... Hold on.'

'I ain't no lady! I'm Billy the Kid's pistol packin' mama!'

'I still say you're a conniving pig, Baron!'

"What was it we were arguing about?"

"Yeah. I called you a low-down, yellow-bellied polecat. But I didn't mean to hit send."

"You were really great out there!"

"Hey, check it out. Number 11. Now let's make an X. Then a T. Isn't this fun?"

"Never thought I'd live to see the day when there'd be fencing on the open range."

"It's sundown. Where is he? Did I tell him sundown or sunrise? I said sunrise...I must look ridiculous."

The baron sneered at the choice of weapon. But, little did he know that Sir Guy was deadly with a soup ladle.

Duel cat.

Plucky gentleman wishing to settle a difference through a race rather than legaly

Sculptor stand off.

"This realm isn't big enough for both of our killer outfits."

Nobody Comes Between Nancy & Her Mondrian

"Coordinates 135 and 350."

"At the last minute, his personal physician always intervenes."

"We're never going to resolve this if you won't get your own sword."

"Skate or die."

Pre-Historic Gentleman's Duel

Artists of the wild west.

"You want answers?" "I want the truth!" "You can't handle the infinite explanation of cosmological arguments relating to the truth!"

Duel in a wheelchair.