Super Nick
06-16-2001, 08:09 AM
This is a funny story that happened to me.
In my communications class I had to give a speech on something that I wouldn't have to do much research on. So naturally, I chose paintball. I created note cards and got pictures of various types of guns off the internet. Then i realized that I had never even asked if I could bring my paintball gun to school; I had just assumed that I couldn't. So I asked my teacher and she said that that would be okay. So, the night before my my speech, I packed every paintball related thing that I had in a bag. I brought it to school the next morning and stored it in the room, so that know one would ask me what I had in my bag. We ran out of time that day and I didn't get my speech done. I went to the room after school to pick up my gear. When I was doing that the teacher asked me if I was planning on giving a demonstration. I asked her what she meant and she said that she was wondering if I was going to shoot anyone. Then she said that she was thinking that she could wear grub clothes and that I could shoot her. I was really, really tempted to take her up on it, but I explained to her that in a little room like that it would probably hurt really bad. She seemed shocked that it could actually hurt. The next day I gave my speech and everyone pretty much stared on awe at my gear. I don't even have that much stuff. When I was done, people were asking me all kinds of questions and pretty soon someone asked me if I would shoot it. We set up a piece of tagboard to use as a target. It had a picture of a guy drawn on the other side, but they turned it around. I shot the into a little box that they had drawn on the blank side. Even with my All American barrel, it was really loud in that confined space. Everyone was oohing and ahhing and I was pretty happy. Then someone turned around the tagboard and I had shot the guy drawn on the other side right in his "private area"! So of course everyone decided to make fun of me a little bit, but I didn't mind. By the end of the day, the whole school had heard about my little shooting spree. People were asking me questions and I was getting people interested in the sport of paintball. It was a good day. I even sold my old Spyder Elite, which was one of the main reasons for my wanting to do the speech. I was afraid that the principal would find out whati had done, because the whole school was talking abotu it, but he never said anything to me. I even found out the next day that the school cop was only a few classrooms down when I shot. :D
In my communications class I had to give a speech on something that I wouldn't have to do much research on. So naturally, I chose paintball. I created note cards and got pictures of various types of guns off the internet. Then i realized that I had never even asked if I could bring my paintball gun to school; I had just assumed that I couldn't. So I asked my teacher and she said that that would be okay. So, the night before my my speech, I packed every paintball related thing that I had in a bag. I brought it to school the next morning and stored it in the room, so that know one would ask me what I had in my bag. We ran out of time that day and I didn't get my speech done. I went to the room after school to pick up my gear. When I was doing that the teacher asked me if I was planning on giving a demonstration. I asked her what she meant and she said that she was wondering if I was going to shoot anyone. Then she said that she was thinking that she could wear grub clothes and that I could shoot her. I was really, really tempted to take her up on it, but I explained to her that in a little room like that it would probably hurt really bad. She seemed shocked that it could actually hurt. The next day I gave my speech and everyone pretty much stared on awe at my gear. I don't even have that much stuff. When I was done, people were asking me all kinds of questions and pretty soon someone asked me if I would shoot it. We set up a piece of tagboard to use as a target. It had a picture of a guy drawn on the other side, but they turned it around. I shot the into a little box that they had drawn on the blank side. Even with my All American barrel, it was really loud in that confined space. Everyone was oohing and ahhing and I was pretty happy. Then someone turned around the tagboard and I had shot the guy drawn on the other side right in his "private area"! So of course everyone decided to make fun of me a little bit, but I didn't mind. By the end of the day, the whole school had heard about my little shooting spree. People were asking me questions and I was getting people interested in the sport of paintball. It was a good day. I even sold my old Spyder Elite, which was one of the main reasons for my wanting to do the speech. I was afraid that the principal would find out whati had done, because the whole school was talking abotu it, but he never said anything to me. I even found out the next day that the school cop was only a few classrooms down when I shot. :D