This was the game where I took my biggest beating. I was shot in the head. With an evil paintball. Fired by Bill, my friend and pastor. Man, did it hurt. As I raised my arms and yelled “I’m out!”, I took a shot from behind in each shoulder. These are wonderful friends I have.
Here’s what it looked like during the game and the day after:
Good times. And tomorrow we should have an even bigger crowd than last year. I’m bringing three guests: my dad, Tom, and David (who tried to prank me today at work and earned himself a head shot of his very own tomorrow). Should be a blast.