This is my approximation of the resulting album…
Today's subject is Ben Roethlisberger; a (very) good quarterback/born-again pretty decent-seeming guy who I feel just a little bit guilty for making fun of (my morals are killer).
Thus, I feel like I should belatedly preface today’s entry with the following:
I have nothing against Ben Roethlisberger, save for the rape.
I think it would behoove me, and perhaps be more fair to Ben (again, killer morals), to delve a little bit further into my own psychology.
I’m not particularly versed in the art of seducing women.
In fact, if Wilt Chamberlain’s memoir were called “20,000,” mine would be called “One, via technicality.”
It’s possible I’m jealous of anyone who’s consistently having sex.
Just wanted to throw that out there for fairness sake.
That, and I’m a Browns fan.
Roethlisberger really has no chance on this blog.
By Ryan + Nico, and currently exclusive to CFAAP.com. (That said, I’m taking offers.)