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Born and raised in good ol' Houma, La, I grew up surrounded by circus folk. My parents, both being Lion tamers, had it set
for me to be a famous ring leader. I knew that my fate would be different, but for 15 years I trained vigorously in all aspects
of the circus cirle. I was a clown, got shot out of a canon, was eaten twice by a bear, fell off the high wire and broke my
skull in fifteen places, an elephant sat on me, sold peanuts, combed the beard-lady's beard, and worst of all I lost all of
my body hair in a freak human-torch trick. Soon after my 17th birthday, I finally broke free from the chains of the circus
life and traveled to Baton Rouge for school. I am now currently enrolled at LSU.
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