You know what you don’t hear among college students anymore. Paint balling. God I remember back in 5th grade that was the shit! I remember back then my dad wanted me to toughen up so he got me an Angel paint ball gun, one of the better one’s out there, every Saturday the classmates and I would be running through the woods creaming each other and half of us would go home crying from bruises and shit. Now you ask anyone if you want to go paint balling half of them are no its inhumane, its blah blah blah. God I miss my childhood where being a pussy wasn’t cool and guys actually had to toughen up to have fun. I’m definitely not letting my kid join any knitting club and if I have a daughter shes going paint balling, and I am getting her a giant paint ball gattling cannon to show the boys she means business xD.