benny196
08-13-2005, 03:43 PM
Now this is a very scary story, definetly not for the faint of heart. It all started on a sunny day...
I was sitting in my basement and i thought about going out to shoot some paint to test a new barrel. I decided i wanted to so i went upstairs to get a bag. But to my horror all my paint was gone.
I needed paint so i drove to MR Paintball, but i had forgotten it was a national holiday. I drove several other places in my pursuit for good paint but couldn't find any.
My last stop was Canadian Tire, it had come down to using Wild Streak paint. I don't know how they charge so much for it but i couldve got marbalizers for that price.
So i went into my backyard and started to shoot. It was great and I was thinking, " Maybe i got a good batch, this must be a first." Until i broke one in my barrel, it was a very dirty break and it went inside my gun too.
I cleaned it out pretty good but i was still breaking the balls, it was as if i had a flamethrower. Then i promptly went and put those back in my closet where they remain to this day.
I was sitting in my basement and i thought about going out to shoot some paint to test a new barrel. I decided i wanted to so i went upstairs to get a bag. But to my horror all my paint was gone.
I needed paint so i drove to MR Paintball, but i had forgotten it was a national holiday. I drove several other places in my pursuit for good paint but couldn't find any.
My last stop was Canadian Tire, it had come down to using Wild Streak paint. I don't know how they charge so much for it but i couldve got marbalizers for that price.
So i went into my backyard and started to shoot. It was great and I was thinking, " Maybe i got a good batch, this must be a first." Until i broke one in my barrel, it was a very dirty break and it went inside my gun too.
I cleaned it out pretty good but i was still breaking the balls, it was as if i had a flamethrower. Then i promptly went and put those back in my closet where they remain to this day.