The noise of a stag!?
Tuesday, February 27th, 2007
By Ken
We were hoping to was going to be a kind of sloppy, gut-wrenching sound, but alas, you can’t always get your own way. Richard was the stag, as pictured. Looks fetching, doesn’t he! 
Anyhoo, Our day started with a merry jaunt through a pretty wooded area. It was a lovely sunny morning, much to our surprise (having been told by a white, autonomous pokemon that it would rain), when suddenly we were surrounded. Roughly a dozon 15-17 year-old spotty oiks had jumped us, guns in hand, spouting gibberish army jargon. Some people take paintballing far too seriously!