i need to make sure that i get to a karaoke bar at least once every semester. it's good times, yo.
and EVERY time, i plan to get on up there and sing... something cheezy - from grease, or dirty dancing, or something by madonna [disclaimer: i am not saying madonna is cheezy. madonna is a goddess].
yesterday was no exception; i had some spice girls planned out. but i forgot that there are karaoke PROFESSIONALS. these people know what they're doing... they play to the crowd with their lionel richie, their bruce springsteen, or their everly brothers. i can't compete. i can't compete with someone who IS the Boss. they've got the dance moves, they've got a following... groupies who clap when they go up - they're regulars.
i couldn't go up after someone did a perfect belinda carlisle. karoke is a cut-throat business at the Silver Spur.
maybe next year, i'll have to spend a little more time there, practice my moves at home, then make my debut. or maybe just drink more? i can be the pathetic woman stumbling through celine dion's "i'm your lady.."
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"menstration" (note the incorrect spelling), "long pubic hair", "drunk chicks", "narcissa poem", and "narcissa the poem"
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