Copy that! A small crowd, but serious competition! Everyone called their hits, nobody got bent outa shape about anything, just good ol' fashioned warfare. The bag game was good, until Chucky shot me in the buttocks on my way back to respawn! I spent the rest of that game focused on "Gumps revenge". Four safe kills and a tornado grenade later, we called it even. The cool weather meant issues for some of the gas guns, but the grenades all worked fine, and were going off left and right throughout the whole day. Bagel found perfect cover out in the yard, while Joe and I kept pushing them towards the door. None of them bothered to check under the sheet of plywood, and just as they were headed for our trap, "index, index, index". Lucky for them. (lol)
