[ WP ] An aging veteran gets dragged to a paintball facility by his grandkids . Another elderly man is there with his grandkids . The two quickly realize they ’ ve faced off on the battlefield before .

Irony is a tired old man swearing he'd never be on the battlefield again, only to be dragged into war once more by his own spawn. 
 Except this time, war is paint splatters and 15 year olds in Walmart attire and not the mixed textures of blood and gunpowder. 
 
 Old Ale and Jeff two once strong and regal men, are now both 80, tired, and beaten. And while nothing would please them both than a gentle passing. One realizes you do not get to chose the games you play. You can only simply exist and have the game play you. 
 
 Which is what brings us to where we are now, two very weak old men, screaming jive and gibberish while rolling around in the dirt. Although one might think fate was cruel to have these two old war dogs meet again at a 16 year olds birthday party. 
 However, truth of the matter is that Old Ale had already been stricken with both Alzheimer and dementia... and was currently fighting a lunatic who he believed to be from the Quaker Oats. 
 And Jeff was beginning to understand this 3 punches in. 
 But it does n't make him more sympathetic. This only makes him more bitter as he realizes he'll never truly avenge his war-brothers. 
 Illness and old age had gotten to his enemy first. 
 If life was a joke then this was the punchline. 
 
 Later on that day it was on the news that two elderly men had wet themselves while engaging into a physical confrontation at their 16 year old grandchild's birthday party held in a paintball facility in Los Gatos.
