Forgot Bobo the Bear, but that's forgivable, he doesn't feature super often
oh yeah!!!! in my defense i uh. think he may very well qualify as my least favorite muppet


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Forgot Bobo the Bear, but that's forgivable, he doesn't feature super often
oh yeah!!!! in my defense i uh. think he may very well qualify as my least favorite muppet
Maybe it's some kinda twisted fate that has his feet following a trail his eyes can't make out. The kinda fate talked about in movies where the guy always gets the girl and the knight always comes riding in to save the day. Somehow Bobo Winthrop leaves for months on end, loses himself in god knows what, and finds himself outside familiar blue walls and sagging front door. Heart in his throat, he knocks, and with a nervous scuff of his boot he waits like some lost dog for its owner to come home.
Manny’s not sure how to feel when he hears that knock at his door. That Knock. It’s a very distinctive knock, and one that Manny wondered if he’d ever hear gracing his door again. Months, the man’s been gone. Up and left without a word, and dozens of scenarios are tearing through Manny’s head at mach speed as he pads over to the door, each more unsettling than the last. Coming back to make amends for leaving, and Christ, Manny’s always hated apologies. Or maybe shit got too real in the world beyond, and he’s here because he threw in the towel.
Or, Manny thinks, he’ll open the door to a bloody mess whose past finally caught up to him in the worst way imaginable.
There’s a stone in the pit of his stomach as he grasps the door handle. Don’t be bloody. Don’t be bloody. Never mind the evenings he’s spent with a glass of gin and a chip on his shoulder, imagining the ass-kicking he’d give Bobo if he ever came back around again.
He opens the door, sees that face, and his stomach does a somersault into his rib cage. “Bobo,” he breathes. Because it’s him. He’s there, standing on Manny’s doorstep with his head hung low and his boots scuffing the porch. Manny wants to hug him. He wants to kiss him stupid. He wants to grab him by the shoulders and shake him ‘til he tells Manny what the hell he was thinking, disappearing like that.
Instead, he rears back, and he punches Bobo in the jaw.
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i can already feel it. jolene is the next demon im gonna stan
I filmed a video of me playing guitar except I’m not it in it’s just a video of my cat listening to me play and omg it’s so embarrassing but I posted it on IG if anyone wants to see 😅
thank god rami won over those whites
5 Seconds of Shirtless Bob
that face tho
**checking...** and yes. still fine as hell.