My virtual snow fort is ready notwithstanding some minor technical issues ( ineptitude ...naw )
Here was the plan
It started off well
but some kink in the instructions caused it to become this.
No matter with the next volley I suspect my very worthy opponent's own snow fort shall transform from this
to a shivering pile of wet frosty slush.
Then I will emerge as the new evil dictator of all Slushyonia ( slushy ona ya ) and rule the virtual world of .....
Ok Ok Ok !!
I will be in charge of the TV clicker. A man's right guaranteed by federal and moral law since the beginning of time ( or the last five years ... whichever is shorter )
On to victory