Play paintball... check.This phenomenal photo is my sisters and our war paint and was taken as "Damn it feels good to be a gangsta" played on the radio. Sure the folks at the paintball course thought we were complete morons since we wore full facemasks and you couldn't even see our warpaint on the field... but the boys were intimidated and shaking in their sneakers so it worked for us.
Todd and Tessa took the MVP awards in my opinion -- serious sharp-shooters. Jessica didn't cry as predicted so that was a major accomplishment for her as well. Bill and Tim left with their 'manhood' in tact, so I'm sure they're pretty happy with how the day turned out. And I had some pretty awesome shots myself (both given and received... if this blog wasn't rated PG, I would tell you more about the freaky bruise I have).
The game was awesome especially having our own field. The trash-talking beforehand was also quite fun as it escalated to some horrific descriptions and tears of laughter. Next time the birthday girl should get the machine gun though... and, believe me, there WILL be a next time. Maybe we'll even advance past the twelve-year-old's course! SUPER THANKS TO MY AWESOME SISTERS FOR ORGANIZING!!!
