Dear The Cleveland Browns,
Hi, its me. I have watched you for almost 30 years now. When I was a kid, my sister and I would line up all of our pound puppies so that we could watch you play. As we got older, we made up cheers and yelled for you. Bernie Kosar- you were my idol. As I got even older, I drank many-a-beers watching you play on Sunday. For as long as I can remember, you have been my Sunday-staple. Even when mean ol' Art Model stole you away, I still relished the day that you would come back.
Now that you've been back for awhile, I have to get this off my chest. Can you just stop sucking so bad? Every Sunday I get up in anticipation of the game and each night I go to bed with the dread and despair that results from watching interception after interception and dropped pass after dropped pass. I just dont know how much more my heart can take.
Dawg Pound Love Forever,
Sorry, I really had to get that out. On the TTC front, I am around 13 DPO. No signs of that mean, miserable AF...yet. We'll see. Hope everyone is enjoying the begining of a short work week!
3 days ago