Guerillas in the mist

[jesswah]

This weekend I went paintballing. I started off with a hangover so bad I could hardly stand up, let alone engage in desparate suicide missions in the dog-shit strewn woods of Hockley Heath. But then... someone shot me in the ribs and I didn't violently puke down the inside of my mask, and I knew then that I was going to love it.

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[emlett]

"as my memory ain't what it used to be"
that'll be the brain damage i expect!