blast from the past

parley was cleaning out his room today and found an old newsletter from our dorm. the featured article was covering the mr. tiger male beauty pagent. i had long forgotten that i was an escort in that pagent for this guy named fred (he was the singer for parley's ill-fated band, the tellers). the girl that was supposed to escort him bailed at the last minute, so i was recruited... alongside guys in tuxedos and girls in prom dresses, fred wore plaid bondage pants and a leather jacket for the formal competition. as his escort i wore jeans, a studded belt, and a black tank top (see poor-quality picture below). as expected, fred didnt make it past the first eliminations. this was probably the most involved i ever got in a school function...at least there's some kind of record of it.