This is the way to diabetes:

I don’t know what I love more about this picture of Boba Fat, the catcher’s chest protector or the shower rod holding up his curtains. Knowing this guy took a sad walk out of the stadium while waiting for his mom to pick him up brings me so much joy. I can’t imagine being this invested in a team that doesn’t give a fuck about you:

That’s the wild thing about football fans. The Commies have sucked for the last 20 years and there are still people spending money on custom Mandalorian costumes just to get pooped on. Imagine the only thing that gets you through your shift at Royal Farms is playing dress up, and then you have to go to watch Carson Wentz get sacked nine times and throw for 24 yards in the first half: