Saturday Paintball Reruns...

From November 11, 2008

The way it goes.

At the water cooler or school locker:

(wannabee) "Yeah, I'm on a paintball team."

(admiring friends) "OOOOH. That's so cool.

(wannabee) "Oh yeah. Me and the team will be heading out to Huntington Beach next year."

(admiring friends) "AAAAAH. You're so cool.

(wannabee) "And I'll probably be voted team captain by then."

(admiring friends) WHOOOO. "We feel cooler just standing next to you."

On the practice field:

(wannabee) "Where the heck is Jim?"

(team mate 1) "He has detention/has to work overtime."

(team mate 2) "Hey, does anyone know how to fix this POS (enter favorite marker name here)."

(wannabee) "Are we even going to have enough to practice?"

(team mate 1) "We should vote on team captain today and call it quits."

(team mate 3) "I'm not playing if he's (glaring at wannabee) going to be captain."

(team mate 2) "My Mom/Wife needs to know if we are going to that 3 man tourney next week."

(team mate 1) "No way, man. That would be our first game. They would kick our butts up there."

(wannabee) "Ok, look. Let's get some kinda practice in. Who brought the paint?"

(team mate 3) "Not me."

(team mate 2) "I though it was your turn."

(team mate 1) "No way. I don't have any money."

(wannabee) "This sucks."

(team mate 2) "Let's go to my house and play the new Hastings game I just got."

(team mate 3) "Yeah, your Mom/Wife is home right? She's HOT!"

(team mate 2) "STFU"