Well Master Brian, one does often yearn for the more civilised days when it was "betokeners at dawn". Since the colonials and working class have introduced those frightfull semi-automatic's, the whole bloody sport has gone to the workhouse. One does find their incessent chatter rather tiresome at times with their calls
"ere'guvnor, cor blimey check im on is opper".
One does wonder what in the blazes happened to the sport of gentlemen. Paintball must remain a sport for the landed gentry, to the proletariat I say "let them eat cake".
"ere'guvnor, cor blimey check im on is opper".
One does wonder what in the blazes happened to the sport of gentlemen. Paintball must remain a sport for the landed gentry, to the proletariat I say "let them eat cake".