Hump Day Kick Start

Song of the Day: Back in Black by AC/DC

It’s time for some Fantasy Football!

Tell me about today’s prompt. Who is he? A Pro athlete? College player Maybe he’s a cop/cowboy/zombie/lawyer/(insert your own hero here) who plays with his buddies on the weekends.

He seems to be deep in thought. What do you suppose he’s thinking about? Could he be wishing he’d thrown that hail Mary? Maybe he’s bemoaning that his abs are too flabby. Or perhaps he’s thinking of some special cheerleader in his life.

And why do you think he’s so dirty?

25 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start

  1. jbrayweber says:

    That’s what I said, Neecy. 🙂

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  2. Kristina Gilley says:

    Derek ripped off the sweat-soaked jersey and threw it across the locker room shower. He couldn’t believe he’d missed a perfect pass. Again. Sixty yards, a glance over his shoulder, and a second later it slipped through his hands and bounced into the end zone. Second string, the coach had told him the minute he’d stepped off the field. No better than second. Just like he was to his father. Now the old man would expect him to come crawling back to the business Derek loathed yet was expected to take over some day. To his father, football was only a game. To Derek, it was everything.

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  3. jbrayweber says:

    Wonderful, Kristina! In just a few sentences, you really captured the emotion, the angst. I’d want to read more. Thanks for playing along!

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  4. Honestly, I could care less what his story is…hehehe! I just wanna sit and stare for a while. I hope that whatever it is works out, just as long as he doesn’t move from that spot!!

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  5. jbrayweber says:

    Robin, you are too cute. Now wipe of the drool. 🙂

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  6. Kristen says:

    Unfortunately carefully airbrushed ‘dirt’ and spritzed-on ‘oil sweat’ wasn’t enough to let Brad the bodybuilder tryout for football. He needed equipment, and not the kind that was in his pants.

    Even worse, after coating his gloves Lester Hayes stick-em style, he had no idea how he was going to get the ball off his hand, much less turn on the shower.

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  7. jbrayweber says:

    Way to de-Alpha him, Kristen. (I know, I know, de-Alpha is not a word. I haven’t had my Rock Star this morning.) Still, I laughed. Great job, Kristen!

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  8. jeff7salter says:

    Ronald’s gloom had intensified after the recent workout. For one thing, why was he wearing those heavy, hot sweatpants? Oh yeah, the team manager vetoed his Speedo. Whatever.
    But the real issue was his hunger. As long as he had to keep “THE BODY” in this condition, he’d have to survive on liver shakes and wheat germ. But what Ronald wanted more than anything else — including a tumble with lovely Krystal — was to dive into some pork rinds, nachos, cheesburgers, milkshakes, Hershey bars, beer, and cheap, raunchy TV dinners.
    Yeah, the sex with Krystal would be a delicious 90 minutes … but with that much high-fat food, he could make a night of it.

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  9. jbrayweber says:

    HAhaha! Once again, Jeff, you slay me. Love it!
    You know after 8 months of dieting and losing 40 pounds, the only thing I can focus on is nachos, cheeseburgers, milkshakes, and Hershey bars. *sigh*
    Thanks for playing along!

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  10. jeff7salter says:

    Glad you enjoyed it, Jenn. I’ll admit this one stumped me for a while. Then I figured, what would I be thinking about if I had spent years getting my body in such condition?
    Well, I’d be HUNGRY!

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  11. Kristen says:

    Hey Salty-Dog, I’m laying on a bed of Fun-yuns and Fritos wearing a candy-necklace bikini, thinking of you and Ronald… hehehe

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  12. jbrayweber says:

    O-M-G! 🙂

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  13. Kristen says:

    Never mind, Salty!

    Hey jbray–bring your own svelte self over and we’ll hang out eating junk food and watching dreamy Michael Fassbender as Jane Eyre’s best Mr. Rochester ever. I think I need some m&ms.

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  14. jbrayweber says:

    I’m all over it, Kristen. Only, jbray really despises muttonchops. LOL!

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  15. Kristina Gilley says:

    Yeah.. I think de-Alpha is a word. Or should be. 😉 Thanks, Jenn! This was the most fun I had today. And that was before I had to leave for my paying job.

    Oh, and I can bring salsa and chips!

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  16. jbrayweber says:

    Oh my. Salsa and chips. Yum! And we can make up new words and bad puns. I’m really good with bad puns. So glad I helped brighten your day, Kristina.

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  17. I don’t know what was better this week….the photo or reading through all of the comments!! You guys are the best and just a wee bit naughty!!

    hmmmmm Notice how Jeff quietly exited after a bed of fun-yuns were mentioned?!?!?! HAHAHAHAHA

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  18. jbrayweber says:

    I LOVE Fun-Yuns!!!! And candy necklaces. LOL! Poor Jeff!
    Who would’ve thought this prompt would be so much fun.

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  19. jeff7salter says:

    Sorry I missed you, Kristen. That was the best offer I’ve had in a while. : )

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  20. Oh Jeff! You came back! I thought you’d be pleased by such a wanton suggestion. Although, your night with “Krystal” was naughty all by itself….I say go with the high fat foods to make a whole night!!

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  21. jeff7salter says:

    Ha. Well, that was RONALD who trysted with Krystal. I’m just the reporter. LOL.
    Yeah … can you imagine how hungry some of these body-builders must be? I mean, other than energy shakes, and protein supplements, they prob. can’t eat anything. I’ll bet they dream about food rather than women. ROFL

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  22. Kristen says:

    Jbray. One only has to visit Ellora’s Cave to see the potential in mutton chops.

    KIDDING!!!

    Please don’t suspend me for naughtiness and scaring Jeff away… 😉

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  23. jbrayweber says:

    Ewwwww…..

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  24. jeff7salter says:

    I ain’t skeered of no haints.

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