I do the same. “Hmm, my stomach is in a fragile state, what should I give it? How bout some paint peeling hot sauce. To clear the sinuses, ya know?”

Okay for Killshot game reveal, picture this. You, a fan of a historical 6-6 to 8-4 ceiling program, knock off your blue blood rival. Student body is on the field. The stadium lights turn blood red. The Undertaker bell sounds over the PA system. Absolute pandemonium ensues.

The day of his first Super Bowl parade they parked the Coors Light silver bullet truck in his driveway and when he got home he climbed up in it and acted like he was driving the big ass truck. Because dudes rock, and Mahomes is one of the finest dudes.

Which one?

Have you taken a moment to consider that the only 2 teams to taste the sweet nectar of the Pop Tarts Bowl edible mascot are facing off Week 0 in Dublin???

Chiefs fan here. We’ve all got a deal with the Devil. Whenever this run is over, sports will likely never be fun again. So there’s that

I walked home from that game and stopped at Dara’s for a pack of cigs. Smoked them all on my front porch, sad as hell. I had never smoked a cigarette before this moment, not a day in my life.

Cry

This may have been a year early but it definitely stems from this scene. I’m now realizing that 13 year old me was hyped about the early 2000s version of a cybertruck.

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He got the look he wanted