A friend of mine just sent me this poem that he wrote. I thought that you all would enjoy it.

One day I went to the gym to squat and take out some rage
But the stupid fratboys were doing curls in my squat cage
I said "wtf? Is the only thing you do curls?"
They said "we're trying to look cool for the girls."

I decided to do some deadlifts instead
another awesome exercise that will turn your face red
I bent down and gave the bar a squeeze
when suddenly I heard "stop, those are bad for your knees!"

I looked up to see the source of this bad information
It was Captain-Bad-Form at the lat pull-down station
I thought "forget him" and let out a roar
as I pulled a new PR off of the floor.