Karaoke Cab
After heading off the mountain yesterday we went to the bar, technically...two bars, and got pretty fucked up. Sometime after dark we decided to head back to the house...so we hopped in a cab.
Something about the cab and the driver seemed a little off. He seemed a little fucked up...maybe booze, maybe pills, maybe mental retardation. Whatever...we needed to get home.
Five of us got in the cab and noticed that there was a mini-DVD player on the dash board. The cabbie asked us where we were from, someone said, "Chicago", he fucked around with some buttons and then...yes, and then it happened. A very familiar piano riff came on and lyrics popped on the screen. Yes...we were in a karaoke cab that was playing Jim Croce's "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown". So...we sang. When in Rome...
Talent Night Prep
According to Byl, Friday night is the group talent night. Remmi, Chris, and I decided we are going to sing...here are a few songs we practiced on the chair lift:
"I'll Make Love to You" by Boyz 2 Men
"Water Runs Dry" by Boyz 2 Men
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