Twisty Tales : Mr Macho

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Mr. Macho

THIS REALLY HAPPENED TO ME!

My friend Albert regularly holds a dinner annually to celebrate and thank friends & business acquaintances for the success of his company. These are often attended by a couple of hundreds of guests.

His staff would organize & perform dance routines, music pieces & various stage sketches to keep the guest entertained through the dinner. They even got the audience to participate in some games (on stage of course).

One of these was a competition for the best looking body, a Mr. Macho competition. Albert asked me to take part in this. Me, being sporting ol' me, relented. There were ten of us who will be contributing to the entertainment of his dinner guests. Some were average Joes like me, others have bodice I could only dream off. A couple were below average.

We were given tight body-building singlets - the sleeveless ones that will show off our muscles best, And were herded to the restroom to change and be briefed on the competition. One of his staff showed us various body-building poses that we have to perform. The audience, we were told, would be the judges. The participant garnering the most claps will be the winner. So, there we were - the ten of us - practicing the various pose whilst looking at the full- length mirrors." Hello Gorgeous", "Looking Goooood, man!" - was probably echoing through our minds.

And now the moment of of TRUTH! One by one we paraded on stage - trying our best to show our best. A couple of hunks went on first. They had sure-win figures. The first hunk went in, went through the various poses - beautiful muscles. The rest of us waited in anticipation for the audience reaction.

SILENCE!

The next hunk went on. Same response. Silence. Funny... What's happening?

My turn then. Overcoming my perennial stage fright, I went in. Some claps. "Okay. Okay. Not so bad." I told myself. Then one of the scrawny guys went on. THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE! The next scarecrow went in - the hall reverberated!  A clear winner!

"What's happening?" "No meaning!" went through our heads. Only after the prize was given, did we find out the truth.
This was no Mr. Macho competition.

This was a Mr. Arm-pit Hair contest!
It seems that while were were in the changing room, out of earshot  the audience were briefed on the true nature of the contest - the guy with the most armpit hair wins. The joke was on us. It seems thinner guys have more armpit hair, check for yourself and see. But we - with or without arm-pit hair - had a good laugh!

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