Crazy Ontarionians ... all they do is party. Drink here, drink there, party party party. And I love it. ;) So my roommate's buds from Ontario came down to Calgary for vacation (honestly, why Calgary?) and have been staying at our place for the past few days. So, that means that 5 people are using 1 bathroom. Kind of gross when you think about ... which is why I choose not too. But back to my main point, which was what again?! ..... .... ....
Oh yes, last night. So we all went out, again. To a bar, again. And drank, again. It was great. But this time ... it was KARAOKE NIGHT! And since we're in cowtown in the middle of plains'ville ... I decided to sing a country song. 'What About Now' by Lonestar. And I must admit, I do like country. I didn't exactly grow up with the music, it was just kind of there. Anyways, also there were two cowboys, one of which was hitting it up with my roommate Leah (craziest woman you'll every meet ... you'd love her). N E Ways, my point is that apparently I was good. I had even impressed them (the cowboys) with my vocal stylings. One of them even tells me to 'keep it up'. Now this is the guy who was hittin on my roommate, so there was no sexual innuendo behind that comment. But the other guy ... WOOF! One look at him and I'd "Save A Horse, Ride a Cowboy'.
But yeah ... that was my monday. Nice evening filled with booze and great singers, and not so great singers, and some that were just terrible (but even they get the crowded a hollerin). I impressed two cowboys with a country song. EGO BOOST!!!
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A trannie wouldn't let me sing a country song at karaoke night. She said I wasn't talented enough. She made me sing Bon Jovi, even after I had written Angel of the Morning on the slip of paper.
Ouch .. talk about a bitch slap to the face. Oddly enough, I find that its the untalented ones that get the place a'goin. Nice blog btw. Some day, I'll have my own puppy. For now, I'll learn to take care of myself, lol.
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