It's chest day and everyone's got their chest puffed out.

"My chest is bigger than yours."
   "Naw Bra, mine is bigger that yours."

"Bro, how much d'ya bench?"
   "Bro, I bench Buicks when I'm not benching your Moms."
"Dude, Bud, Bro! Don't be talking 'bout my Moms."
   "Sorry Bro. Let's fist pump it out."

Everybody wants to be seen in the hen house. The young roosters are especially flamboyant. Clucking and grunting but such is life. As long as no one is shooting me or shanking me I can live with it.

Go Bench!