Never let someone tell you that your favorite pokemon won’t work. I just took non mega chesnaught to master ball on day 1 of this season.

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Mississippi State’s field is so crazy Imagine having some beers & watching a game here… not even mentioning the insane atmosphere

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Bring him back. Not even joking.

Ole Piss frat bros be like

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David sits in his car. The engine is off, but he hasn't moved for ten minutes. ​He is parked in the driveway of the house he pays for, staring at the front door. Inside, the lights are warm. He can see the silhouette of his wife, Sarah, moving in the kitchen. He can see his daughter watching TV. It looks like a perfect life. ​But David isn't soaking it in. He is hyperventilating. ​He grips the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. He is taking these ten minutes to put the "mask" back on. ​At work today, he lost a major client. The company is downsizing. He might not have a job in three months. The panic is a physical weight on his chest, crushing his lungs. He wants to walk inside, fall into Sarah’s arms, and say, "I’m scared. I don’t know if I can keep holding this up. I need you to tell me it’s going to be okay." ​But he doesn't. ​He remembers three years ago. His mother died. He broke down in front of Sarah. He cried. Really cried. He saw the look in her eyes shift. From comfort to fear. The "Rock" had crumbled, and she didn't know how to look at him anymore. The attraction faded for months. ​He learned his lesson: He is allowed to be sad, but he is not allowed to be helpless. ​So, in the darkness of the driveway, David swallows the panic. He fixes his tie. He checks his reflection in the rearview mirror and practices the smile. The "I'm fine" smile. ​He opens the car door and walks inside. ​"Hey, honey! You're late," Sarah says, not looking up from her phone. "Did you remember to transfer the tuition fees? The school sent a reminder." ​She didn't bother to ask how he is. ​"Yeah, I did it," David says, kissing her cheek. She accepts the kiss, but she doesn't lean into it. That moment, he felt like he is just part of the furniture. A utility provider that keeps the lights on. ​Later that night, in bed, David reaches out. He runs his hand down her arm, starving for a touch that isn't transactional. He just wants to feel desired. He wants to know he matters. ​Sarah sighs. A heavy, annoyed sigh. "David, I'm exhausted. The kids were a nightmare today. Can we just sleep?" ​He pulls his hand back immediately, humiliated. The "Beggar Dynamic" kicks in. He feels gross for even asking. He turns his back to her, staring at the wall. ​Lying there, in the house he built, next to the woman he loves, David realizes the terrifying truth: ​If he died tomorrow, they would miss him. But if he went broke tomorrow, hmm... ​He realizes he isn't loved unconditionally like his daughter or the dog. He is on a performance contract. As long as the payments clear, he is allowed to stay. ​He closes his eyes. The panic returns. But he stays silent. ​Because the only safe space he has left is inside his own head.

RAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

We are firing Coleman hutzler, in order to bring back Zach arnett. Are we smoking crack? Are we dead ass right now? @zacselmon HES THE REASON WHY WE ARE IN THIS HOLE IN THE FIRST FUCKIN PLACE YOU MORON

🚨ATTENTION EVERYONE: Important message from MDPS Commissioner @TindellSean regarding allegations made that someone attempted to run Coach @Lane_Kiffin off the road Sunday in Oxford. Disclaimer: this is not Juice in the video, but we do know he was left in good hands.

Damn Wikipedia ahead of the game fr

Saturday “i’m never watching again” Sunday “we stink” Monday “we are bad” Tuesday “we aren’t that bad” Wednesday “ we can keep it close” Thursday “dude we might win” Friday “we are gonna win dude” Saturday AM “we might win by 30” Saturday PM “I’m gonna hurt myself”

13 years ago on Nov 3rd, 2013, Dak Prescott lost his mother Peggy to cancer The entire team, including Dan Mullen, traveled to Louisiana to attend the funeral service Dak returned to practice that night, citing a wish from his mother to keep playing football 🤍🐶

Pretty interesting atmosphere

Welcome Back To Your Favorite Spot. Welcome 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒.

State will always find a way to shoot it self in the foot

I am sick and fucking tired of doing everything I can to support this team, just to have us give away very winnable games. Un-fuckin- believable. That play call was against all good common sense and a hate crime.

Just to give you an idea of how bad the average NFL gambler is, I am exactly even against the spread and that is as good or better than 72% of everyone else. I barely even pay real attention to it. Don’t gamble if you don’t know what you’re doing folks.