I was once a beauty pageant winner. I know it's hard to believe this chubby bald "grizzly adams" looking guy could be, but it is true.
I was 6 or 7 years old when it happened. I'm not sure why I was entered. It was my first and last competition. I retired at my peak. I wasn't going to stay past my prime.
As I stood up on the stage, I started to walk off, but then I thought I should wave. So I went back to center stage and waved at everyone. Apparently that cemented the deal. I was crown Little Mister Lowell 1981.
As with any washed-up beauty contestant, I became a raging alcoholic to deal with being out of the spotlight.
ROFL you are a mess Rocker Cub!!!
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