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Bullitt · 08-22-2005, 12:40 AM

I might elaborate more on this story later.. but here's my fire story:
Me and a good buddy my sophmore year of high school went on vacation during the summer to their cabin in upper Michigan on some island. His dad is a marine, real hardass, and told me and my buddy to bring our paintball guns with us so we could play a couple games on this island. We get up there, take their boat to the island, and my buddy shows me that he has two smoke bombs in his bag for us to use while paintballing (you can probably tell where this is going). We unpack, and his dad tells us to get our gear and head over to the grassy field and we'll play a game there. The field is about oh, 3 footbal fields long, and 2 wide. It was me and my buddy vs. his dad the marine. We start and the guy slowly creeps around behind us, and starts taking little pot shots at us just to scare us. My buddy panics, and throws me one of the smoke bombs to light and throw so we can cover our escape. I stand up in this field, throw the smoke bomb, get popped 4 times int he back of the head (if you've ever played paintball you know how much that hurts) and proceed to run away.

I look back, and I see that there's alot more smoke coming from that smoke bomb than there should be.. and all I could think at that point was. uh oh. A fire starts in this grassy field, burns and burns, incinerates all our gear, spreads into the forest engulfing 40 trees with flames just as high. The forest service gets called and they have to bring over a landing craft and pump water out of the lake to try and contain this thing. Ends up, 6 acres of forest/grassland were burnt to a crisp, the fire threatened 15 cabins, all with people staying at them with boats, etc.

My buddy's dad, well lets just say never piss off a marine cause he will make sure you know he means business

08-22-2005, 12:40 AM	#9
Bullitt This is a fully functional babe lair Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Akron, OH Posts: 2,324	I might elaborate more on this story later.. but here's my fire story: Me and a good buddy my sophmore year of high school went on vacation during the summer to their cabin in upper Michigan on some island. His dad is a marine, real hardass, and told me and my buddy to bring our paintball guns with us so we could play a couple games on this island. We get up there, take their boat to the island, and my buddy shows me that he has two smoke bombs in his bag for us to use while paintballing (you can probably tell where this is going). We unpack, and his dad tells us to get our gear and head over to the grassy field and we'll play a game there. The field is about oh, 3 footbal fields long, and 2 wide. It was me and my buddy vs. his dad the marine. We start and the guy slowly creeps around behind us, and starts taking little pot shots at us just to scare us. My buddy panics, and throws me one of the smoke bombs to light and throw so we can cover our escape. I stand up in this field, throw the smoke bomb, get popped 4 times int he back of the head (if you've ever played paintball you know how much that hurts) and proceed to run away. I look back, and I see that there's alot more smoke coming from that smoke bomb than there should be.. and all I could think at that point was. uh oh. A fire starts in this grassy field, burns and burns, incinerates all our gear, spreads into the forest engulfing 40 trees with flames just as high. The forest service gets called and they have to bring over a landing craft and pump water out of the lake to try and contain this thing. Ends up, 6 acres of forest/grassland were burnt to a crisp, the fire threatened 15 cabins, all with people staying at them with boats, etc. My buddy's dad, well lets just say never piss off a marine cause he will make sure you know he means business __________________ Kiss my white Irish ass.