"Fuck Karaoke" is when you hear your neighbors getting down and start making noises too. It's kind of funny in a hotel but really creepy when you live next to them.
@ Aestro: I think the "Will Fucking Smith" remark was in reference to the fact that (most, if not all of) Will Smith's music is free from curse words...
@ Baby Gorilla: I had to rearrange the last part a bit, but: Karaoke is to art as spilling food all over someone's lap is to serving.
The Galaxy used to cut people off for swearing into the mic. I thought ended when it was demolished. So annoying-these are places where NO MINORS are allowed. Also, I love to torture people with very long songs. Bohemian Rhapsody, Edge of 17, Stairway to Heaven AND Kashmir, LA Woman, Paradise by the Dashboard Light. I say let's cut that fucking horrible "I Got Friends in Low Places" instead m'kay.
There is no anal coitus ... coitus means: physical union of male and female genitalia accompanied by rhythmic movements. When you put a penis in an anus it is called "anal intercourse". The more you know.
Surprised that there is little surprise that IA is upset that this bar won't host a black face performer. WELL OF COURSE NOT, IT'S FUCKING RACIST AS FUCK YOU FUCKHEAD.
"I am not the drunken douchbag hogging the mic with an eight minute rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody"
You are, however, the drunken douche bag hogging the mic with a "custom" rendition of "How Deep Is Your Love" while attempting to lure strangers home with costumes and, I can only presume, candy.
Thank you for your service on this most appropriate of days.
Fuck Karaoke indeed.
"Do I look like Will Fucking Smith?!"
"This from the same town that won't accept a black face performer"
Mmm.
A) maitre d
B) bartender
C) profession
@ Baby Gorilla: I had to rearrange the last part a bit, but: Karaoke is to art as spilling food all over someone's lap is to serving.
Also, Showstopper I've been getting the impression that you think I am a guy.
You are, however, the drunken douche bag hogging the mic with a "custom" rendition of "How Deep Is Your Love" while attempting to lure strangers home with costumes and, I can only presume, candy.