Looking back, I have to laugh at Ben always chirping about his dream to get bodybuilding into the Olympics. What a joke.
Bunch of gassed-to-the-rafters muscle pageant contestants slathering oil, "dialling-in" their condition and gyrating their hips onstage to shitty rap songs.
Or worse, truly "drug-free" "athletes" looking like twinkdogs at 165 pounds.