Shotguns are a point-and-click interface

The weekend of the 4th, I was away at a friends Stag-do. The main activities of the day involved a leisure complex, around 20 miles or so from where I currently live. It's a nice place, and we had an unseasonably warm and sunny day for it.

A couple of things marked this stag-do as unusual, not least of which was the presence of his fiancee. You can take this a few possible ways. Either she doesn't trust him to behave himself, and has him pussywhipped enough that she can demand a place on the stag, or she has him so pussywhipped she knows he'd never do anything sordid. Either way, his balls are firmly under her control, apparently.

A full days activities included some Kayaking which I hated, given my fear of drowning. Ironic, since I've learned to swim. But it's still a fear-factor thing. Then we had some Canadian rowing, which is in a bigger boat. Reminded me of Native American canoeing actually.

The highlight of the days events, for me anyway, was clay-pidgeon shooting. It was the first time I had ever fired a firearm (I hate guns) and I have to say it was pretty cool. I can see why they'd be addictive. Now the shooting wasn't as much fun as finding out I'm a natural at it. In the first 6 rounds, I had a hit rate of 100%. Pretty fucking cool for a first timer. After those 6 rounds, we had a competition between the 10 of us. I was narrowly beaten by a guy who had been shooting for years. Again, pretty damn cool. I can't put it down to beginners luck, but it might have something to do with all the time I've spent playing video games.


posted by Manchild at 11:06 PM