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Pretty sure individually pulling out my pubes with tweezers would also be more fun than attending......I'd rather have a wank with sandpaper gloves than go to that shitshow
Bloody hell, even an MP couldn't say that with a straight face. In my experience cunts and cheaters are attracted to it like flies to a fresh dog turdtheres no wankers there.
Careful, you'll give the guys at Killbox ideasPretty sure individually pulling out my pubes with tweezers would also be more fun than attending......
theres no wankers there.
Don't know which NAF you're going to, but that is not the general consensus I've heard from others.
It sounds like a great site to visit ?.Hey at least they chrono......
I went to a walk on day at ground zero and they didnt bother. Oddly enough myself and the guys I went there with walked off at lunchtime after "oops we've forgot the chrono, anyone got a hot gun"
"HPA players you're all set to legal fps, right" and the ever classic "your first mistake was using midcaps here".
That last one was after identifying a particularly obviously dressed player to a marshall having expended 2 mags at him at close range and been ignored (the rifle I was using at the time was notorious for being freakishly accurate and consistant, it was like a laser and at the kind of range that bbs could be seen bouncing off him).
I went to a walk on day at ground zero and they didnt bother.
Pretty much. If I'm going to sit in a field getting pissed for the weekend then there's no way I'm paying 100 odd quid for itSince delving into this hobby I have learnt 2 things from those that go
1. The social and those you know make the weekend
2. The Airsofting is shit
Those people that left the toys in the car all weekend had the best time....
That's about the standard for the NAF and it gets worse on the Sunday afternoon. A highlight for me was the kid who I shot in the chest from about 10 yards with my 8mm shotgun. He then ducked into the ferns (I could see them moving as he moved) and when he stuck his head up again I gave him the good news, at which point he started bitching about overkill.That last one was after identifying a particularly obviously dressed player to a marshall having expended 2 mags at him at close range and been ignored (the rifle I was using at the time was notorious for being freakishly accurate and consistant, it was like a laser and at the kind of range that bbs could be seen bouncing off him).