Karaoke

Once upon a time at a Manilla karaoke restaurant in Cannington we sang a song that would haunt us for the rest of our lives. It was the last song we were invited up to sing that night, the song was Mr Boombastic. Last week at a karoke bar downtown, Sarah, Jim and I proceeded to get trashed. It was at this stage we requested a handful of songs. While I thought this day would never come again, Sarah and I sang a song that would prohibit us from singing again. Eminems, Lose Yourself. Perhaps more thought should have gone into our song choice at a pub that attracts punks and alternative's.