cl0ckw0rkman

cl0ckw0rkman t1_jc9dhlm wrote

We don't stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing.

When I lived with my uncle, he was backside of 40 years old I was in my 30s... walking out of a grocery store, it rained while we were inside. On the way to the car, he ran to a huge ass puddle and started kicking water at me... Me being the man child I am... ran and jumped in the puddle, exploding the water everywhere. Than it was on... we found all the puddles and kicked all the water at each other...

Totally making a mess But worth every second

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