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[Nashville SC @NashvilleSC]

Proud to have watched you on the world stage, Ahmed 🇮🇶💛

[Johnny Cadillac @lippyent]

Everyone is making sacrifices when gas prices are high!

[John Force Racing @JFR_Racing]

It is with heavy hearts that we share the passing of Adria (Force) Hight, the oldest daughter of John Force.

After graduating from Huntington Beach High School, Adria joined the family drag racing business, becoming one of the first employees of John Force Racing.

She played an instrumental role in building the organization from the ground up, handling everything from answering phones and selling t-shirts out of the race trailer, to ultimately serving as CFO of one of the winningest teams in motorsports history.

Her impact, dedication, and legacy will never be forgotten.

[RedAlways @PATRIOT2117]

Bob the Builder walks up to a girl in a nightclub and says, “I have an 8 inch d*ck, and I can shag all night!”

After a few drinks, she takes Bob home with her.

The next morning, she says, “You said you had an 8 inch d*ck and could last all night! Instead, you have a 5 inch d*ck and lasted three minutes!”

Bob replies, “I’m a builder, love. It was an estimate.”

[FADE @FadeAwayMedia]

When Stone Cold Steve Austin and The Rock were constantly breaking character and laughing before their match at WrestleMania

Vince McMahon hid this footage from us for so long man 😭

THIS IS GOLD. https://t.co/6o9aHAZzsc

[Aakash Gupta @aakashgupta]

The movie Warner Bros. tried to destroy is about a corporation destroying evidence of its own products hurting people.

Warner Bros. spent 75 years building Looney Tunes on a single premise: a mega-corporation's faulty products and corporate cover-ups are the villain. In 2022 they greenlit a $72M live-action hybrid where Wile E. Coyote sues ACME for a lifetime of exploding rockets and anvils that never landed on the Road Runner. They finished the film. Test screenings scored 14 points above the family film average, with 95% of audiences rating it Very Good or Excellent. Phil Lord called it wonderful. BenDavid Grabinski called it the best of its kind since Who Framed Roger Rabbit.

In November 2023, David Zaslav shelved it for a $30M tax write-off.

Public outcry forced a reversal. Ketchup Entertainment bought the rights for $50M. Run that math. A $72M asset got priced at $30M on the way to the landfill. A smaller distributor then paid $50M for rights Warner was about to trash. Zaslav priced a completed, top-testing family film $20M below what a rival was willing to pay for it.

The part nobody talks about: Ketchup is marketing the rescued release with the line "the trailer ACME doesn't want you to see." The closing voiceover reads "The Acme Corporation is releasing this film for accounting purposes only."

Warner Bros. wrote that villain for 75 years. Then they played him.

August 28.

[KFC @KFCBarstool]

This picture now retroactively goes in the hall of fame

[Super 70s Sports @Super70sSports]

“Chuck, I need to talk to you. Y’all got a white guy trying to guard me, that’s disrespectful. There’s not a white guy on the planet that can guard me.”

- Larry Bird to Charles Barkley during an actual NBA game

[Tennessee Titans @Titans]

Dream turned reality

[Alvin Foo @alvinfoo]

Sadio Mane, a Senegalese soccer star, earns approximately $10.2 million annually. He gave the world a rude awakenng after some fans were flabbergasted when they saw him carrying a cracked iPhone 11. His response was awesome:

"Why would I want ten Ferraris, 20 diamond watches, and two jet planes? I starved, I worked in the fields, played brefoot, and I didn't go to school. Now I can help people. I prefer to build schools and give poor people food or clothing. I have built schools and a stadium, provide clothes, shoes, and food for people in extreme poverty. In addition, I give 70 euros per month to all people from a very poor Senegalese region in order to contribute to their family economy. I do not need to display luxury cars, luxury homes, trips, and even planes. I prefer that my people receive some of what life has given me.

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

George Michael died in his sleep on Christmas Day 2016. The world mourned the voice, the music, the icon.
Then something unusual happened.
In the days that followed, ordinary people began to speak — not celebrities or publicists, but volunteers, charity workers, waitresses, and strangers who had quietly carried a secret for years. One by one, they stepped forward to describe the same man: someone who had spent decades giving away millions of pounds in near-total secrecy, and who had actively fought against anyone finding out.
A woman appeared on the TV game show Deal or No Deal and mentioned she needed £15,000 for IVF treatment. George Michael was watching. The next day, he quietly phoned and paid the full amount. She didn't know who her donor was. She only found out after his death, when the story broke online.
A volunteer at a London homeless shelter noticed a familiar face one evening — serving food, cleaning tables, blending in. It was George Michael. He had asked the staff not to tell anyone he was there. He came back more than once. "I've never told anyone," the volunteer later posted. "He asked we didn't. That's who he was."
Every Easter, DJ Mick Brown would run a charity appeal at Capital Radio for Help A London Child. Every year, without fail, a call would come in at 3:30 in the afternoon. A £100,000 donation. No fuss. No publicity. George would give and hang up.
After his mother died, he organized a private concert — entirely unannounced — for the NHS nurses who had cared for her. It was not filmed. It was not advertised. It was simply a thank you, offered directly to the hands that had shown kindness when fame could offer none.
He donated royalties from "Jesus to a Child" to children's charities for years. The Terrence Higgins Trust, which he supported for decades, confirmed he gave generously and consistently — insisting his name never appear in any fundraising materials. Childline's founder later revealed he had donated millions, entirely anonymously, over the course of his life.
He struggled, too. Publicly and painfully. Addiction. Loss. The relentless scrutiny of fame. But those who knew him said the struggles never hardened him. If anything, they deepened his understanding of what it means to need help — and to receive it without strings.
In 1999, a journalist managed to get him to comment on the rumors of his giving. He said simply: "I really don't like to talk about the amount I've given to charity over the years. I know it's very substantial. I don't exactly know what it is, and I don't really like to linger on it."
After his death, the full shape of what he had done became visible — not because he wanted it known, but because the people he had helped could no longer stay silent. Patients who received care. Students who stayed in school. Families who kept their homes. Children whose charities kept their doors open.
George Michael understood something about kindness that most of us only glimpse: that it loses something the moment it starts seeking applause.
He gave without witnesses.
The world found out anyway. And maybe that's exactly as it should be.

[Denzell @Denzell_Of_NSH]

Welcome back @NashvilleSC

[Super 70s Sports @Super70sSports]

I keep this ball in a drawer and, sometimes, when I’m alone, I’ll break it out and toss it across the room and run and catch it while announcing the play. I’m 54 years old.

[Mike Netter @nettermike]

Jason Everman. Guitarist in Nirvana, bassist in Soundgarden. Kicked out of both. Most people would have called that rock bottom. Jason called it a starting point. In 1994 he put down the guitar and enlisted in the Army, eventually serving with the 2nd Ranger Battalion and then completing the Special Forces Qualification Course, deploying to both Afghanistan and Iraq as a Green Beret with 3rd Special Forces Group. After leaving the service he went to Tibet, studied in a Buddhist monastery, came back, and then earned a philosophy degree from Columbia University with a letter of recommendation from General Stanley McChrystal. Nirvana. Soundgarden. Army Rangers. Green Berets. Columbia University. There is no template for a life like that. Jason Everman just lived it.

[Paul Rees. ex Rucksack. @HannahIamthest1]

A WOMAN was flying from Melbourne to Brisbane ...
Unexpectedly, the plane was diverted to Sydney.
The flight attendant explained that there would be a delay, and if the passengers wanted to get off the aircraft the plane would re-board in 50 minutes..
Everybody got off the plane except one lady who was blind.
A man had noticed her as he walked by and could tell the lady was blind because her Guide Dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of her throughout the entire flight.
He could also tell she had flown this very flight before because the pilot approached her, and calling her by name, said, 'Kathy, we are in Sydney for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?'
The blind lady replied, 'No thanks, but maybe Max would like to stretch his legs.'
Picture this:
All the people in the gate area came to a complete standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with a guide dog.
The pilot was even wearing sunglasses.
People scattered.
They not only tried to change planes, but they were trying to change airlines!
True story...
Have a great day and remember...
...THINGS AREN'T ALWAYS AS THEY APPEAR.
A DAY WITHOUT LAUGHTER IS A DAY WASTED!!!
😉😁😁😁

[Kendall Lanier @kendall_lanier]

Nashville SC Defender, Maxwell Woledzi received his first contract with Nike at 17 years old.

From there he started the Maxwell Woledzi foundation to empower young girls playing soccer in Ghana and beyond. See the full story below!

@NashvilleSC @maxwellwoledzi @WKRN

[Nashville SC @NashvilleSC]

Sweet dreams 😳

[Nashville SC @NashvilleSC]

Terrorizing defenses for years to come 🦸

Sam Surridge has extended his contract with the Club through 2027-28 with an option for 2028-29 ✍️🌟

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

“You’re going to lose business,” my neighbor warned, staring at the baby in my arms like he was a mistake.

I had flour on my hands and Danny pressed against my chest, warm and quiet. Orders were stacking up. The ovens were full. My cousin had just given birth—and just as quickly, she walked away.

“They say I can’t raise a child with Down syndrome,” she told me.

I didn’t argue.

I brought him home.

The bakery kept running.

I learned to knead dough with one hand and rock him with the other. I opened before sunrise, baked through the morning rush, and let him nap in a basket behind the register. Sometimes he giggled at the sound of the bell on the door. Sometimes he cried while I frosted cakes. We figured it out together.

Some people stared.

A few complained.

But many stayed.

They watched him grow up between sacks of flour and warm trays of bread. His first steps were on the tile floor near the ovens. His first words floated over the hum of mixers. He learned customers’ names before he learned to read. He memorized recipes the way other kids memorized cartoons.

The bakery wasn’t just where he grew up.

It was where he belonged.

Fifty years later, my hands ache before the morning rush. I move slower now. I can’t carry the business the way I once did.

But Danny can.

He runs the ovens. He greets every customer by name. He remembers who likes extra icing, who needs their bread sliced thin, who just lost a spouse and needs a kind word with their coffee.

People walk in and ask, “Is Danny baking today?”

And if he is, they smile.

“If Danny’s baking, I’ll wait,” they say. “He makes it better.”

They were wrong all those years ago.

This bakery didn’t survive despite Danny.

It survived because of him. ❤️

Credit: creamyposh

[Brian Rice @briancrice]

Held down a seat in the press box in the worst of times and covered a winner in the best of times.