Ya gotta follow the thread. Context is all.
FrankC and I were having a reasonable little chat amiably trying to figure out which of us had our head in a dark, smelly place. Or if it could be both of us. We were just sparring along, touching gloves so to speak, neither of us scoring or trying to - - -
And BANG - along came someone else, charging full tilt, demonstrating that it wasn't either one of US, but someone else. With their head you-know-where.
Kinda settled our discussion. We put the gloves away, and I, at least, went back to picking my nose. I think he took a nap.
Arf