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Another beauty contest again...for males!!

My dance instructor is up to it again. Another "beauty contest for males"...and this time he has to do it without his shirt on!! This is the requirement, in case you think I'm putting "gambar lucah" on my blog...:-P

Actually my colleague commented that he looks better with his shirt on...haha! When I asked him what were the majority of the comments, he said most of his friends said he looked like a small kid. Come to think of it, yeah...he does and in fact, out of the 30 finalists, he was the only one who smiled...a little.

How he ended up smiling while the rest didn't was actually because he couldn't keep himself from smiling. The photographer was telling him to hold back the smile and that made him smile....and SNAP!! Personally I think it's better that he does. Most of them looked so fierce and unapproachable.

But the most ironic thing was, one of the prize sponsors was the gym he left. And now he is tied to their competitor...what a scenario!! My gang at the gym already agreed that we will vote for him...so see how it goes in the November finals.

Well, if you like what you see, you can check out the full page version in NewTide/NewIcon (October 05 issue) and also check out the rest of the contestants..^^



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