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Memedaddy at 04:29, 7 February 2018

Memedaddy — Wed, 07 Feb 2018 04:29:06 GMT

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-	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a male body builder in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem ~~her~~ though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about how she earned the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous warm-up it's time for some [[A Fall Stranger-drills!\|drills!]]	+	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a male body builder in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about how she earned the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous warm-up it's time for some [[A Fall Stranger-drills!\|drills!]]


	[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]		[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]

Memedaddy at 03:15, 7 February 2018

Memedaddy — Wed, 07 Feb 2018 03:15:35 GMT

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-	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a male body builder in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about how she earned the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous warm-up it's time to [[A Fall Stranger-~~show off your amazing techniques~~!\| ~~show off your amazing techniques~~!]]	+	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a male body builder in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about how she earned the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous warm-up it's time for some [[A Fall Stranger-drills!\|drills!]]


	[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]		[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]

Memedaddy at 03:09, 7 February 2018

Memedaddy — Wed, 07 Feb 2018 03:09:38 GMT

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-	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a ~~man~~ in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about ~~earning~~ the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous it's time to ~~start the training!~~	+	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a male body builder in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about how she earned the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous warm-up it's time to [[A Fall Stranger-show off your amazing techniques!\| show off your amazing techniques!]]
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-	*[[~~Show~~ off your amazing ~~football~~ techniques]]	+


	[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]		[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]

Memedaddy at 03:06, 7 February 2018

Memedaddy — Wed, 07 Feb 2018 03:06:38 GMT

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-	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a man in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about earning the title "Coach" is just as bad.	+	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a man in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about earning the title "Coach" is just as bad. After a vigorous it's time to start the training!
-	*[[~~Bottle up emotions~~]]	+
-	*[[Tell him how you really feel?]]	+	*[[Show off your amazing football techniques]]
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	[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]		[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]

Memedaddy at 02:23, 6 February 2018

Memedaddy — Tue, 06 Feb 2018 02:23:29 GMT

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-	~~(um actually add stufff here) general over view~~ you ~~work~~ out ~~all hot~~ and ~~sweaty~~. ~~Looking pretty good league wise~~, ~~however Jackson got pretty damn good over the~~ summer~~. Competition and~~ you're ~~feeling jealous?~~ ~~Should~~ you tell ~~him how~~ you ~~feel or bottle~~ it up ~~because~~ it is ~~a competition after all?~~	+	Alright! It's time for tryouts and you're pumped! You race down the halls and switch into your gear. As you rummage thorough your bag a pink note slips out. You turn it over and it's no other than your precious mother. The note is written in impeccable cursive reading, ''Sweetie, I know how nervous you've been this past summer, but I've seen what you're capable of! Just believe in yourself and you'll do fine. XOXO- Mom'' Wow your heart starts flooding with emotions, but you don't want to get ''too'' gushy, so you quickly shove the note back into your backpack. You head out to the fields to see Coach Fielder. Surprisingly, Coach Fielder is a woman, but she you couldn't tell from her plays. Her daddy was hoping for a boy when she was born; someone to teach the art of football, baseball, hockey, you name it. While he wasn't too thrilled when she was born; he eventually learned what was hanging down ones pants, didn't define them from kicking ass. So he taught her everything he knew, and she just soaked it up. To the point where ''she'' became the high schools star quarterback and an outfielder on the baseball team. All those heavy sports, though really affected her both physically and mentally. She's as jacked as a brick to the point she looks like a man in a woman's wig. This doesn't hurt her self-esteem her though if anything it heightens it. If you even so whisper, "Ma'am, Ms., or Mrs., Fielder" she might as well string you to the wall and beat you to death. Because the speech that will entail about earning the title "Coach" is just as bad.
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	*[[Bottle up emotions]]		*[[Bottle up emotions]]
	*[[Tell him how you really feel?]]		*[[Tell him how you really feel?]]

	[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]		[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]

Memedaddy at 06:23, 5 February 2018

Memedaddy — Mon, 05 Feb 2018 06:23:14 GMT

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-	(um actually add stufff here) general over view you work out all hot and sweaty. Looking pretty good league wise, however Jackson got pretty damn good over the summer. Competition. Should you tell him how you feel or bottle it up because it is a competition after all?	+	(um actually add stufff here) general over view you work out all hot and sweaty. Looking pretty good league wise, however Jackson got pretty damn good over the summer. Competition and you're feeling jealous? Should you tell him how you feel or bottle it up because it is a competition after all?

	*[[Bottle up emotions]]		*[[Bottle up emotions]]

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Memedaddy — Mon, 05 Feb 2018 06:22:45 GMT

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(um actually add stufff here) general over view you work out all hot and sweaty. Looking pretty good league wise, however Jackson got pretty damn good over the summer. Competition. Should you tell him how you feel or bottle it up because it is a competition after all?

*[[Bottle up emotions]]
*[[Tell him how you really feel?]]

[[Category: A Fall Stranger]]