The Gayor-"Sorry, Timmy. Daddy can't go to your basketball game, I'm going to the Arnold Classic.
Timmy-"What's that, dad?"
Gayor-"Well, son, 300 lb behemoths oil up, shave themselves and pose onsatge to music while men judge their bodies. When you're older maybe I'll take you."
Timmy-"I'm ok, dad, That actually sounds pretty gay. Why are you going to a show like that if you have never been inside a gym before? Mom said I couldn't go to summer camp because you dropped $500 on Mayor of Bodybuilding shirts. Why did you take down all my school photos and replace them with pictures of you with your arm around muscley black guys? Don't you love me anymore, dad?