As you may have noticed by the title of this entry, this discussion is not actually airsoft related. As my readers, I feel a slight responsibility to discuss with you what is going on with my life and the potential ramifications it may have on this blog. If you feel that this discussion may not be your cup of tea, you are welcome to stop reading right now. If you find that you love me or my blog enough to bear with me through my personal trials, then by all means keep reading.
For those of you who enjoyed my foray into the ridiculous with my partial list of reasons why airsoft is superior to many things, I am afraid this entry into my blog may disappoint you. For a time, I felt the need to vent my frustrations and take my comedic talent to a new level, with the last several blog entries. Not to say that these entries weren’t factual, useful or relevant, but I digress, much of their purpose was to entertain rather than educate.
Therefore, I have decided to return to old form and place some more relevant and informative blog entries, regarding information that will educate with perhaps an unlooked for sense of hilarity. Close your eyes and think of it like this, imagine you are in school and I am your instructor, a common setting. Now imagine that while I am instructing you on the political aspects of the French Revolution, that I am sh*tfaced drunk and super horny.
Now open your eyes, it’ll be something like that.
So, I’ve been playing airsoft for many years. I have gone through many phases during that time, some superficial, others materialistic and in some cases egotistical. You may be saying to yourself right now, “Hey Kirby, you’re not egotistical?” Well I am my friend, but much less than aforetime. See in the past I would have never said two words to you, unless it was to tell you that you were a worthless piece of sh*t, considering myself vastly superior.
Now, although I do still consider myself superior in some ways, my ego consists of listening to you speak while feigning interest in the hopes that you will get the hell away from me, before I punch you in the face, because I don’t give a sh*t about the new tbb you put in your sportsline or the move you almost made until my squad overwhelmed your position. Then I will tell OTHER people that you are a worthless piece of sh*t behind your back.
I'm just kidding, what do I care if other people know how sh*tty you are.
I'm just kidding, what do I care if other people know how sh*tty you are.
For those of you who know me well, let’s do a little experiment and see how many guys try to talk airsoft to me after they read this entry.
My educated guess… EVERYONE.
Why? Because there is nothing an airsofter loves more than hearing themselves talk about airsoft.
On a side note, I had some exciting news this week as I learned that I happened to win two “best looking” airsoft gun competitions hosted by my local community forum this week. I would like to tell you that I am surprised that I won BOTH competions, but I am not.
Why you ask?
Because I am a winner and that’s what winners do, they win.
Lastly, please forgive the space that has been created between my blog entries. I graduate this month, and I have been cramming for the past couple of weeks to defend my thesis. I assure you that within the next few weeks entries will arrive with more frequency.
Oh and before I forget, do you remember before when I called you a friend?
I was lying; you are not a friend that was just to lure you into a sense of comfort.
Here is a little Kirby euphemism…
There are only two types of people in airsoft, brothers and tangos. If you are not by brother then you are a tango, there is no in between.
Get it?