Honey Boo Boo

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I Could Have Been a Honey Boo-Boo (or Why I'm Glad My Mother Saved Me from Pageants)

In time, all of my pageant friends became so obsessed with their appearances that they made every woman who walked down the street into a comparison, celebrating when they discovered that they were still the "fairest of them all" and reaching a near breakdown when a long-legged stranger made them feel as though there was more work to be done. A petite blond at a cafe immediately made them "fat." A girl with acne made them scoff and cackle like hens. In time, the side show of pageantry bled off into their every day lives with such vehemence that each moment became a graceless performance.
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I'm No Honey Boo Boo

If you've watched one of our shows or met me in person, you know I am not one of those characters. In fact, I'm amazed they let me on TV at all. In real life, I'm usually the quiet one in the corner. I prefer listening to speaking, and the only rooms I own are the ones in my house.