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any fans of johnny mcgovern in the crowd
genuinely what the fuck possessed lizzy mcalpine to write soccer practice.
that song has a KILL count
"James, hi, I know it's been a while but I really need someone to vent to. These past few days have been hellfire. Lance and Everett are both sick, Lancelot and I just got into a big argument, and we don't know what we're going to do about Harvestfest."
"Well, good morning to you too..."
"I'm serious, James! I might spontaneously combust by the time fall is over..."
With the boys down with the stomach flu, all Lance had the energy for was sitting on the couch, watching television, and sleeping. Everett, meanwhile, was feeling much better, and played video games with his friends while he 'rested.' "Dada, I heard some yelling last night."
"Yelling? What are you talking about?"
"I had to use the bathroom, and when I was coming back, you and Mama were yelling about some stuff."
"That... was just over video games. We're very competitive."
"Mama, I'm feeling a LOT better! Can I go to soccer practice today, PLEASE?!"
"Everett, your arm..."
"Isn't hurting anymore! And soccer is a sport with your LEGS, not your ARMS!"
"..."
"...please, Mama?"
"...you can play-"
"YESSSS!"
"For an hour. Then, it's back home. We don't want to spread anything to anyone."
Despite that slight limitation, Everett had never felt better.
Lancelot, meanwhile, had never felt worse: "URRRP!"
Everett's soccer practice went good enough- thankfully, he didn't re-break his arm- but deep down, Toni knew something- someone- was missing: Lancelot.
Last night had marked their first-ever major argument as a couple. They had promised each other they wouldn't make the same mistakes Dante and Emilie did, but pushing their issues to the side was making history repeat itself. Now, Lancelot was sick, and Toni had never gotten the chance to apologize. They slept together that night, but only out of obligation- not because they had forgiven each other.
The holidays were approaching, and somehow, despite all the good the holidays bring, this family had never felt more divided.
kevjean
Remembering
Remembering the time when I was at Soccer Practice (rec league, nothing too serious when I was younger) and I was cold. Thinking abt what someone else had said something similar (idk from where), I walk up behind my friend as they're practicing with their soccer ball. I whisper creepily in their ear: "Mmmmm...My bony joints are all nice and warm in my meat suit" and my friend's face is just frozen in horror as they slowly turn and look at me in shock and horror-
Idk just felt the need to share this somewhere, feel free 2 use this to prank ur friends 2 :3
MEMORY LANE :D
“i’m waiting for someone who will make me say no to you” jegulus. sit with that.