Kricky and I met up with Rachel, Shelley, bite and Evan at the Blind Pig for Stoo's Karaoke. There were 2 extra freaks there for starters. A tall kid with a pronouced belly wearing a way too tight shirt with crazy ass colors. I made it a point to tell everyone that he was a wearing a blouse made out of fruity pebbles. The shirt really had little Pabst Blue Ribbons on it, but I don't care he is Fruity Pebbles Blouse and thats it. The other freak was a blew out 80's girl with a weird androgynous looking boyfriend. She was all decked out with the side ponytail and 3-tiered flourescent scrunchy. She had like 3 different HOT colors [Hot pink...OF COURSE, hot orange and hot green] on. She danced all super crazy 80s and when she went up to sing...HELL NAW. She looked like she was doing aerobics. The worst part is the 2nd song she did was some weird ass custom song she made up about doing it. She was humping the ground while singing it too. It was nasty. I forgot to mention she wear her eyeglasses like they was a moustache. Thats it for the freaks.

I sang 2 songs. Sweet Child O' Mine from Guns N Roses and Like a Virgin from Madonna. When I sang Sweet Child some girls offered me a drink if I took off my shirt. I replied with a No Way. When I finished the song I heard some maniac yell "You're no Axl Rose." I was about to turn around and say something like "Oh Really? What gave it away? The skin color?" to him but I didn't. Probably because I didn't care enough to see who said it. As I was going up to sing Like a Virgin one of the no shirt propositioner's friends offered me 5 shots if I took off my shirt. What the crap? I said no and did my song. I don't think I karaoked too good, but whatever. I'm fittin to do White Wedding and Ms. Jackson next Monday.