Gunsgunsguns

At the Paintball match, I found Soap MacTavish and his nightvision goggles. Pretty awesome. But for some reason I'm the only person who reacted like the guy in the Heineken walk-fridge ad when I saw this.




Not much to blog about. The only things to do now is COD6 and College.

2000 kills in 20 hours.
That's 100 kills an hour on average.
That's 5 kills every 3 minutes
That's right, I used a calculator.

Last night I stayed up till 3am trying to "silence" my BB gun. I used every resource available; cotton wool, springs, bits of string, tac, and tape, but... well... I guess I'm just not Leonardo Da Vinci okay.


Nearly patented it before I realized it actually did more harm than silence. Seriously, the gun casing is cracking thanks to the overstuffed-with-cotton barrel. Instead of going TACK, it's going TAM. Which is way louder than TACK. FUCK MY INABILITY TO DO ANYTHING RIGHT!

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