We dressed up in preparation for the opening game today in all our Bengal regalia to show our support in hopes that dressing a 13 week old baby in Colorado will have an affect on the game in Baltimore. What, you say? "You're raising EGB to be a Bengals fan?!?!" "You're going to subject her to a life of misery?!!" "Pain?!?!" "Victimization, Shame, Embarrassment?!?!" I know...but before you call Child Protective Services on the grounds of child endangerment, please hear me out. I want to teach EGB that nothing in life is easy. Trials and tribulations are what help define us as people. Being a Bengals fan is an affliction of biblical proportions. She must overcome. Plus I need someone to eat chicken wings with and drink a beer (in 21 years) with on Sundays.
Game time. Lets go Bengals. If you don't win I'm gonna poop.
Starting Outside Linebacker..... Hailing from The University of Little Feet...Number 1 EGB!
Touchdown Bengals! Where's the halftime snacks? How about a milk break? Milkboy!
Who Dey! Who Dey! Who Dey!
Long game. I'm gonna cry now. Nap time for all. Get em next week.
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