Cannibalizing An Old Saying

(We are ordering dinner at a seafood restaurant during our vacation. My nephew is a very picky eater, and for the last six meals has eaten nothing but chicken strips or chicken nuggets and fries. The waiter approaches my nephew.)

Waiter: “And what would you like to eat, young man?”

Nephew: “I’d like chicken strips and fries, please.”

Me: “Hun, you’ve had chicken for every meal for two days.”

Nephew: “I like chicken.”

Me: “But remember: you are what you eat.”

Nephew: “So what am I?”

Me: “A chicken.”

(The other adults laugh and agree.)

Nephew: *after a thoughtful pause* “So, what do I eat if I want to be a human?”

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