The Fetus VS. Fantasy Football

Very few things make men more uncomfortable than details about the female reproductive system. 

Very few things annoy me more than the intricacies of fantasy football.

Considering the fact that Eric (bless his heart) is part of, not one, but TWO, fantasy football leagues; I am hereby making the executive decision to bring up a) breastfeeding, b) mucus plugs,  or c) poopy diapers any time I have to hear about how many points his wide receiver or T.O. scored him in any given week.

This is not to be vindictive - no - only a benign retaliation. 

So bring it on, football season.  By the time this little fetus is the size of a pigskin, I'm gonna have some serious ammo to dish out - here we come, Ochocinco!  I'm going on the offensive this fall.