Well, first I got to tell you that this is the brain child of my oldest step daughter. Jackie Chacanaca is going to make money one way or the other. When her husband bought his first Harley, I bought Harley stock. When her husband and son started playing paintball, she was doing day care and trying to figure out how to buy paint and guns cheaper. Ah, be a dealer. So the garage was no longer for cars, it was for stock. Now first you should know what a paint ball gun is. It is not a gun and is not called a gun. It is a marker. The whole idea is to put colored balls of paint in a hopper and shoot each other thereby turning your enemy pink, green or some other color. Oh, and the paint balls are pretty tough so when you get hit it really hurts. But that is one of the fun parts of the game. Bret used to come home with big bruises but he decided early that he did not like pain all that much.
So it was not long before Jackie had outgrown the garage with her business, so she moved up on the highway into a shopping center store front. She gave up the day care thing when that move happened. Then she found that people really wanted to play in tournaments and there was money to be made there so she needed a field. Ah, a field. No doubt you wonder what that is. It is a field. Only it has lots of parts to it. There is a scenario area where there are hiding places and a fort and they can play war games. There is a place for speed ball and hyper ball and who knows what all. All the area's have referees to make sure all the rules are followed and there are lots of rules. Gotta wear goggles and protective head gear. If you think the kids have fun you should be on hand when the Army shows up to "play".
Used to be paint ball was for kids, but now I find that it is a high dollar past time for lots of the big boys. The markers do not come cheap, but if you want to check in at the field for a day of fun (?) and frolic Jackie or one of the guys will outfit you with face mask, goggles, marker, air (to power the marker ) and paint and you are good to go. Now can you think of a better way to spend the day than having a bunch of goons chasing you and shooting you with something that is going to break when it hits your tender skin and spray paint all over you? There are a lot of grown men partaking of this particular amusement even as we speak.
OK, I found a link for you down below this picture. I am sure you will be wiser when you have gone there and read about a few things, but as for me, I am going to bed and only dream about things like this!
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