Fired Up!

Nick: Hey, I’m Nick. Shawn: Shawn. Can we use your ball? Nick: Let’s bet how many times he says “shit”. I say seven. Shawn: No way, 10. Nick and Shawn: Hey, coach! Coach Byrnes: You shitheads think you’re the shit? That you don’t need to pay attention out there? I’ll kick the shit outta ya. You pumped for football camp? Shawn: Eh, I guess so. Nick: Yeah, two weeks without girls. Who wouldn’t be pumped? Coach Byrnes: Don’t mess with me, shit-dick. I’m gonna push ya like you’ve never been pushed before. Your muscles will ache, your head will throb. You’ll shit blood out of holes you never knew you had. Nick: Well, at least we’re gonna be in Daytona Beach. Coach Byrnes: No, no. They changed it up this year. Camp’s gonna be in El Paso, Texas. Hotter than your shithole. We’re gonna get you shits conditioned. Bus leaves Monday at 0-shit-hundred hours. Nick: Which is? Coach Byrnes: 4:45 am. Nick: Of course. Shawn: The usual. Nick: Mhmm. Coach Byrnes: Skip your morning shit and get down there.

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