Yesterday I played a game of PaintBall War with my brother and three of our friends. In western PA the woods have entirely too much brush to be good for PaintBall. See, a paint ball needs to have a truely clear shot. If it hits some brush or a tree branch along the way it will explode well before hitting the enemy. We found it very hard to hit each other.
The one good shot of the game came after I ran out of paint balls and had surrendured with my gun above my head. My brother shot me in the heart from 30 feet away, out in the open.
I guess he was upset because I shot him in the paint ball holster during the game.