I duck into the nearest bar. Have to lay low and sing small for a while. But a Karaoke fight breaks out. In the confusion, the DJ passes the microphone to me.
“……but I did not shoot the Deputy…..”
Damn. Cover blown.
Memoirist. Long distance hiker. Coffee Addict.
I duck into the nearest bar. Have to lay low and sing small for a while. But a Karaoke fight breaks out. In the confusion, the DJ passes the microphone to me.
“……but I did not shoot the Deputy…..”
Damn. Cover blown.
Hahaha just couldn’t help yourself!!! 😉
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*giggle* 🙂
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I hate it when a Karoke fight breaks out when I’m trying to lie low. Why can’t they do it when I’m there for some fun?
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Exactly!
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Love your humor. I have a clear picture of that Karaoke fight…swinging saloon doors, flying bottles and all.
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Thanks! Jeez, those Karaoke singers are so volatile!
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I shot the Sheriff!
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Absolutely perfect! I love this story.
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Thanks, I will!
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