Classes start on Monday. Keep gotta telling myself that so I don't screw it up. Already woke up early this morning and made it halfway downtown before I realized that it wasn't Monday. Long week so far, I guess
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Hey man, at least you know he cares. Eight exclamation points, that's intense love right there.
Good luck this season in track. Don't skimp on your stretching, I'm going to make sure its painful if I have to dress a sprained ankle or twisted knee, or worse, because you couldn't get your damn leg high enough for that last hurdle.
I dunno man, you're gettin' kinda old. Rusty. Over the hill, if you know what I mean. What with all those new kids, I don't want you to hurt yourself trying to show off. Or worse, just trying to keep up.
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Good luck this season in track. Don't skimp on your stretching, I'm going to make sure its painful if I have to dress a sprained ankle or twisted knee, or worse, because you couldn't get your damn leg high enough for that last hurdle.
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You know I always clear it.
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