they never saw it comin’
and no, not everybody was this good. the karaoke hostess is transfixed by me. i killed it. people danced, made love in the streets, were totally inspired by my shit right up to the part when i screamed out go canada! i don’t think they were expecting that. i also asked if my shirt was see-through enough. people in the front sitting down were totally hypnotized. it was hysterical. KARAOKE ATTACK! i always throw in some classic madonna moves too. look at the self confidence. i should give you little raymis a seminar in self confidence. i’ll get rob to come in for a portion of the lecture. totally serious. this will change your life. then we’ll break for 1pm bourbons out on the terrace.
ok
I need that hairband
costa blanca. or try ardene/claire’s.
nice I love the dance party in the corner and the youtube capture of you reaching out to the crowd.
I really wanted to see the “go Canada!” part. But that’s okay.
My karaoke method is to sing ’80s and ’90s rock ballads (“Don’t Stop Believin'” is so fun, but soooo played), and do a LOT of lunging, singing to the hand, and pointing, often combined with putting one foot up on whatever is nearby. I am revolutionizing east central Florida karaoke.
In related news, I was recently reminded of the amazing Jermaine Stewart song, “We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes Off” and am now planning a karaoke night expressly for this purpose.
awesome
Why does watching ramyi lauren singing karaoke get me hot and
bothered in that fatherly way like when I watch my daughter sing opera? Is it because I’ve watched you grow up through following your blog for nearly ten years, maybe? scary ….
why bothered?
ya Keith, why bothered:)?
Face it, you are part of the family now after ten years!