MADman with a gun


Now I've got a machine gun. Ho-ho-ho...

My pal Pot came around in the afternoon and we went off to Greenhills to walk around. I really didn't plan on spending after having such a splurgy time last week. So it was with total amazement that I found myself (it was like an out of body experience) handing over some money to a vendor selling BB guns. They were quite realistic-looking, cheap and could be used with regular BBs and paintball ammo. I got myself a lovely-looking assault rifle (with a working LASER SIGHT! HOW COOL IS THAT?!) and pretty much had to heft it all over Greenhills before we left. Eventually though, seeing me with my new toy irked Pot so much that he eventually got himself a weapon as well. So armed, we made out way back to our hideout, er, the Sanctum, taking care to avoid any checkpoints.
Having these BB guns made me feel like a kid again, when we ran around with our pointy-fingers going BANG BANG BANG; then we moved to peashooters for deadly monggo bean battles all over the place. Straws turned into those neat rubber-band pistols, and then into BB guns in college. I owned a BBBerreta once, a cheap toy compared to the gas-powered fully-automatic pseudo weapons real gunfreaks owned.
Ah. To be a kid again, totally innocent, worry-free and war-hungry. Those were the days.

Now if only someone sold Vanishing Rays...