Go You Chicken Fat, Go
Touch down
Every morning
Ten times!
Not just
Now and then.
Give that chicken fat
Back to the chicken,
And don't be chicken again.
No, don't be chicken again.Push up
Every morning
Ten times.
Push up
Starting low.
Once more on the rise.
Nuts to the flabby guys!
Go, you chicken fat, go away!
Go, you chicken fat, go!
(Meredith Wilson, Chicken Fat: The Youth Fitness Song)
Raise your hand if you actually remember being tortured in gym class with that song! Now imagine it's all these years later and you're driving along a highway in Monroe, Louisiana, minding your own business. And suddenly, all that chicken fat that kids shed to that tune is now spread all over the highway. Well, ok. It didn't come from kids being whupped on by sadistic, demented gym teachers. It came from actual chickens. But it was there for all the world to see. And smell.
MONROE, La. (AP) — Chicken fat, chicken parts, used frying grease and other yucky gunk sucked out of restaurant grease traps clogged a major traffic artery Tuesday, a day after a leaky truck left a nasty trail on an Interstate 20 bridge.The stinky, slippery spill was first reported as chicken fat, but the vacuum truck had cleaned grease traps for numerous area restaurants and was hauling the stuff to a disposal site, said Rodney Mallett, spokesman for the state Department of Environmental Quality.
The vacuum truck crossed the Ouachita River before it was pulled over about 3:30 p.m. Monday.
The truck's owner, Dixie Hydro-vac Specialist Co., an industrial cleaning company from West Monroe, tried to clean up the mess with a chemical, but then it started to rain, said John Kelly, district administrator for the state Department of Transportation and Development.
I'll bet at least one or two members of the cleanup crew were busily humming that long-ago school gym class song while they were working on containing the slimy mess.
And I'll bet some of their co-workers were about ready to kill the folks who were humming it in a very short time.
By Lars Walker, Sunday, 18 March , 2007 @ 6:46 am
I remember the song, and the shame (though we never actually used the d*mn thing in any class I was in). I still get a hot pang of shame and anger from it. “These fat kids’ problem is they aren’t embarrassed enough! Let’s humiliate ‘em some more!”