crap. my baby loves paintball.a few weeks ago a friend of the family introduced him to the sport. he's only had one lesson (in Dean's backyard) but that's all it took. was it the feel of the gun or the pop of the pellet that attracted him? maybe it was the super-cool duds. don't know, but he went through 3 canisters of paint balls that day. he shot at rocks and stumps, and watched as his mentor got off one perfect shot. poor chipmunk. wrong place, wrong time. i guess i should be happy that he's chosen an outdoor sport as his most recent interest. i just wish it was one that wouldn't leave welts.
gotta go... wal mart is having a sale on camouflage hoodies.
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