Mr. Bucksport's Finest

 It all started with an idea. Mr. Bucksport?? nahhhh... Until i found out i was being held against my will, and i had to help Bailey Graychase with all his acts.. I immediately think two things. Kill me now, and Wow he is gonna win, he has me! I had realized i was not only wanted by Bailey, but i also was wanted by Josh and Dylan! This was now a game of choices...I could either help one or none. I chose Bailey because it just worked out that way. So we were committed! We were gonna do Mr Bucksport and we were going to win. Now the fun part, practice. You would never guess... but we procrastinated and waited till one week till show time to start practicing. This has now created a stress level beyond comfort. Me... I like to consider my self a entertainer. But even as i practice on the stage i begin to think that i have a severe case of stage fright. When i get stage fright.. I get fright gas. Which means i get the nervous farts. I honestly thought i made Bailey pass out one night just in rehearsal. But in all seriousness, bailey and i put in so many hours of practice the last week before competition. Actually this past Saturday, the day before the show bailey picked me up at 7:30 a.m. and i practiced with him till 5 p.m. The nerves don't actually set in until you cant hear yourself talking backstage because of the amount of people in the gym. I am farting more now than i have in ten years. Its bad to cause nervous farts stink. But all in all i pushed through the stomach cramps and stress, and pulled away from the competition. Bailey ended up winning the show and was awarded 300 dollars. It was a fabulous outcome for such hard work.