A wise man once said, “Life is what you make it.” True, true. You can either sit around all day, playing Madden 2002 and watching Big Tigger in Da Basement or you can do something constructive with your time.
Your grandpops read the newspaper. Rich people go to the country club for tennis and tea. Old ladies practice Tai Chi. Hell, some folks even chose to go to work.
Whatever you do with your time is your business, just don’t follow in the footsteps of Reggie Noble. Son picks at his nose all day, farts like a mad person and tells jokes so dirty that Richard Pryor would blush. But for some odd reason, this grown-ass man from Newark, New Jersey, gets more love than a puppy at the corner pet shop. And it’s been like that for years.
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