daylia...I knew a guy once who fancied himself a 'soldier of fortune' and immersed himself in things military. We were talking one day about 'war' and it's gory glory, when I facetiously suggested that I'd like to see disputes settled by issuing each soldier a bag of marshmallows to throw, and have a rule that you were 'out' when you had a certain number of dusty 'hits'.

"Yeah", said my friend, "that might be ok...for awhile, but then some son-of-a-bitch like me would come along and put a rock inside each marshmallow....and off we'd go again!"

I suspect he was a LOT closer to the truth than I like to think about.