Well, you're sent out into the woods with a bunch of people dressed up in combat gear, to crawl around in the bushes and try to fire as many little hard pellets of paint out of a semi-automatic at each other as possible. On a recent works outing we got the chance to try it out. Yippeee! I was a little nervous to say the least, having been warned by numerous people in advance that the 'bullets' will cause 'searing pain' as they hit flesh. There then followed various poetic descriptions of past paintball disasters - loss of voice for a week (paintball to the throat), severe bruising (due to paintballing in a dress - I believe the guy was on his stag night), blah, blah....
Anyway, I live to see another day and the bruises only took a week or so to go.
The 'searing' bit may have been a bit of an exaggeration, but it definitely smarts a bit when those damn things hit. Bruising, fogged-up mask, mud and overly-trigger-happy colleagues aside it was definitely fun, but based on the amount of paint on my khakis and my inability to take-out the enemy I won't be running off to join the army at any point in the near future.
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