If you or I were to fall through a ceiling, landing straight on our backs, we would probably freak out. Not this guy. Just chill as all hell. Something to aspire to, maybe.
I like how the priority here is for Ron to just lie there for a photo rather than, you know, make sure his spine isn’t broken or something. Selfie culture gone wild.
Either way, this is easily the manliest thing to ever happen in a golf store. Golf is a great sport and all but anything that requires you to wear khakis and ask other men about your form on the reg is not winning any sort of manliness Olympics for this impartial observer.
(via Barstool Chicago)