PMS Paintball
Hey! What an excellent idea. For those of us still suffering from the agonies and annoyances of premenstrual syndrome, ie., ourselves, our wives, or our daughters, what could be better than PMS paintball?
Drugs.
Yes, indeed.
But why take away all the fun? Balanced hormones? Anger management? Massive sedation? Psssha.
Embrace your inner and not-so-inner demons and buy a gun or five.
Paintball guns. And ammo. And grenades and cool outfits. But cool outfits in fat-pant sizes, because you are bloated, remember?
And who are you usually mad at when you are PMSing?
Everyone and everything that moves or gets in your way, I know. But realistically, doesn’t that usually boil down to the men in your life? Don’t think too long on that one. The answer is yes, it does.
Shoot them. Many times.
At least shoot a reasonable facsimile of them. The real thing might be far better at paintball than you are. Shoot them for that audacity also.
Take all those downloaded photos of your Dad and Uncle Bill, smiling and waving from the bassboat with your three brothers as they embark on that so-called family fishing trip that they refused to take you on.
Take that picture of your husband and his buddies laughing at your pain after you accidentally sat down on a wet toilet seat after the big game bash, when none of them even bothered to lift up the toilet seat, so you didn’t have that little annoyance to complain about.
Take that picure of your son and… aww.
Sons are always forgiven.
And they know it. And they work it. And…that’s right, grab that picure of the little, six foot brat and add it to the pile!
Stick those smiley faces on the targets at the Pat’s PMS Paintball Palace, coming soon to a neighbourhood near you. Special moon-time rates. Discount to seniors. ‘Cause if you’re still raging at 65, it isn’t PMS. Your life just sucks and your men are assholes. You deserve a discount.
Youse is goin’ huntin’!
How did I come up with this brilliant idea?
I love paintball, albeit vicariously at the moment due to a myriad of workplace injuries. So I was perusing a number of paintball sites and forums, and happened upon the acronym PMS on a number of occasions. It was readily apparent that PMS did not stand for the usual female rampage syndrome. Actually, it stood for Paintball Mania Supplies. These people make an excellent cocker, it turns out, and are renown in the paintball world for this accomplishment.
I will leave this one alone.
It’s hard, I mean to say, difficult, but I will not get sucked, I mean drawn, into the sophomoric world of rude jokes. I am mature.
But these best cocker people did give me the wonderful idea for a franchise chain of paintball emporiums. We could even pick you and all of your friends up at the door in a company mini-van. After all, friends usually PMS at the same time. Instant team mates, all unfit to drive due to PMS- induced road-rage. 10 PMSing backseat drivers. I pity the fool who takes on that shuttle gig.
Seriously though, paintball hurts. Well.ca and Herbal Remedies.com both carry arnica and calendula creams and gels and salves to rub on all those bruises and scrapes. You probably won’t feel a thing until you come down from your killing frenzy. But when you do, Arnica and Calendula and Arctic Ice will be there for you. Arnica for bruises and swelling, no open wounds. Calendula for abrasions and rashes. Arctic Ice to mask the pain of overworked muscles.
Give all three to a masseuse named Lance. He’ll know what to do with them. He might even use them on you if you pay him enough.
You thought I was going to talk about PMS, didn’t you?
Okay, fine.
Next time!
Meanwhile, why not give paintball a try? I read in a paintball forum that if you are too green or too old, they bury you in the leaves at the foot of the flag as the guard of last resort.
Even I can do that.
No money for all of the parphernalia? Try slingshot paintball. It’s tons of fun. Silent but deadly.
Like farts.
Come to think of it, farts could give away we old farts’ positions on the playing field. What is the point of hiding under a pile of leaves for four hours, waiting for our moment of glory as we spring upon our unsuspecting enemy as they mistakenly assume they are about to capture our flag, if we are giving away our position with odiferous gases emanating from a certain bodily orifice?
Check out Herbal Remedies.com and Well.ca for Beano and the like. Don’t let gas lose the war.
And don’t run out of gas either! Use a multi-vitamin and mineral supplement purchased from Well.ca or Herbal Remedies.com. We’ll review the many multi-vitamin and mineral supplements available on the market today in our next blog.
We will also touch on the importance of magnesium in the treatment of PMS and cramping. A personal odyssey.
Love you lots.
Pat.
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