We went to Charger Training Camp yesterday. Look at this guy--- what life. You just feed footballs into the machine and it shoots them into the air for guys to catch. In a perfect world this would be my next job. How can I apply?
Remember... Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body- but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "holy s***...what a ride!" ----->Don't let your tombstone read: Died at 30- Buried at 80.
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