Oh, I didn't take them myself. I came by my physique naturally, thank you very much. Actually, I administered them to someone else. And it was a sad shame seeing what they did.
About 8 or 9 years ago our poor little dog Bogie developed some strange blood disorder. So we had to put him on steroids. He didn't balloon quite like Barry Bonds, but the poor little guy got so bloated his stomach almost drug the ground when he walked. And if you're wondering - no - it didn't raise his batting average one bit.
So, there you have it. I expect a full investigation will now ensue. I agree to cooperate fully.
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This could hurt Bogie's chances of getting into the Baseball Hall of Fame. But I'm sure a couple of snausages will make him forget all about it.
...but I should add that he still has a better chance than Pete Rose.
...I wouldn't bet on that.
(rimshot)
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