A-rod, don't hang your head in shame. You're just a baseball player who shot up steroids/growth hormones. You wanted to be the best. Like the chicken farmers.
How do chickens go from egg to super market in six weeks? Growth hormones! Anybody not a vegee is doing growth hormones, A-rod. So don't hang your head or cave or go seriously before a congressional committee.
If you do have to, after a long period of giggling, say this to them: Anybody here eat chicken?
Little boy, you say he's not your hero anymore. Say, little kid, do you eat chicken? By any chance? How about hamburgers?
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