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             Good morning 
              children and welcome to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention's 
              Fast Food Control Unit. My name is John and I'll be leading you 
              on a tour of the facility. Please follow me. 
            Built back in the year 2005, the CDC's 
              Fast Food Control unit was created as part of a United States Government 
              initiative to combat childhood obesity. The unit is manned by some 
              of our most experienced disease control experts and is dedicated 
              to the study and eradication of the most dangerous foods ever consumed 
              by human beings. 
             First, 
              here on the right is... Please don't touch the glass, young man. 
              Now kids, I know you're excited, but I'll need all of you to stay 
              behind the orange safety line like your teacher told you earlier. 
              Thank you. 
            Now, what the gentlemen in the antiviral 
              suits behind the glass are examining is something called a McNugget. 
              Highly popular in the late 20th century and early 21st, it's made 
              of de-feathered chicken, fried in superheated animal fat, and it's 
              the last known sample of a food that took the lives of an estimated 
              3.2 million children between the ages of 4 and 12 in the year 2002 
              alone. At the height of its popularity, the McNugget had enslaved 
              9 in 10 American kids with its televised promises of innocent fun, 
              easy smiles, and the resolution of family conflict. In reality, 
              the consumption of McNuggets had led to such profound health problems 
              that kids just like you were dying in waves. 
            There's no need to cry, young lady... 
              No, Ronald McDonald will not be coming after you and your pet chicken. 
              That madman was taken out in the year 2007 by a team of Army Rangers 
              after he ignored one too many U.N. resolutions. He's just the bogeyman 
              now. Right kids? That's right. There's no need to worry about Ronald 
              McDonald. You can go home and ask your parents and check your closets. 
              Let's move on now. 
            Our next team over here on the left is 
              working with a food introduced to America in the 1990s by a restaurant 
              chain called Taco Bell. What they're examining is something called 
              a Gordita Supreme. Comprised of a lethal combination of ground cow 
              meat, black beans, melted cheese, and various spices, the Gordita 
              Supreme is widely expected to have wiped out an entire West Texas town in the year 
              2008. On your way in today you may have noticed the Pulitzer Prize-winning 
              photo of a firefighter trying to extricate a grotesquely fattened 
              boy from a Taco Bell emergency exit after a government raid. I might 
              add that in 2010, just before I retired from active duty on the 
              rapid response team, I parachuted into a similarly gruesome scene 
              at a Columbus, Ohio burger rave. I'm proud to say we liberated dozens 
              of kids just about your age who were binging on outlawed cow meat 
              and cheese sandwiches known as Whoppers. It's a day I'll never forget. 
            Moving on, this is our pizza study sub-unit 
              where Larry, Anne and Jennifer... Go ahead and wave back, kids. 
              What the team is working with is a highly addictive and 
              particularly devastating strain of stuffed crust pizza, a product 
              created by a restaurant chain called Pizza Hut in the early 1990s.  
              Regular pizza--a pie-shaped concoction of dough, mozzarella cheese 
              and tomato sauce--had been served for decades before the evil forces 
              at Pizza Hut decided that kids just like you weren't nearly as fat 
              as they could be. So they hatched a plan to inject the pie crust 
              with even more of the thick cheese that was already responsible 
              for the unimaginably fat state of nearly 95% of American children. 
              The great majority of these pies were consumed in the home, as parents 
              and kids alike could pick up a landline telephone and request a 
              delivery of this food that had become their virtual master. In response, 
              drivers of gasoline-powered cars would bring this cheesy death to 
              the door in 30 minutes or less. Then, in a most sinister fashion, 
              the delivery driver would entice the family with a free appetizer 
              of something called cheesy bread, which when immersed in a tomato-based 
              dipping sauce basically made it just more pizza. Bottom line: kids 
              just like yourselves were devouring pizza before their pizza which 
              was stuffed with pizza. To make matters worse, they would then drink 
              48 ounces or more of a sugar-laced, artificially colored, carbonated 
              water called soda pop or another beverage called Gatorade that came 
              in a wide array of colors and promised spectacular athletic achievement--an 
              astounding claim given that these poor, fat, defenseless victims 
              could barely move. Thankfully, beverages like these were taken out 
              as secondary targets in our government's highly successful and ongoing 
              War on Pizza. 
            Well, you're all looking rather pale and 
              walked-out, so I'll wrap up the tour with a quick cautionary tale. 
              Back in 2006, a family of five was found dead on the front lawn 
              of their Binghamton, New York home after wrestling a box of additional 
              cheesy bread from a delivery driver and gorging until their carotid 
              arteries exploded on the spot. I hope you'll remember that fact 
              if a friend someday says he "knows how to get his hands on some 
              mozzarella." 
            Thank you for your attention, kids. Enjoy 
              your lunch at Carrot Land. 
              
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