Saturday night ACWF and I headed into Baltimore for some Karaoke at Molly’s.
It was our first time there, and the 2 buck Bohs and PBRs were quite a treat. We saw quite a few people there that we knew, including Jennetic, Fool (and her hat) and Eric, Mike and his Wifey, Snay, Kmart, and I even got to meet Benn and Rachel.
The karaoke was lots of fun, and I think I’ve determined that if I ever get drunk enough to actually sing karaoke, I’m going to sing Neil Diamond’s “Forever in Blue Jeans” (so I can adlib parts in between singing and say stuff like “This next song I wrote after I killed a drifter to get an erection“) or I’m going to sing some AC/DC, cause I can do that high and squeaky rock and roll singing thing.
But that’s not the point of this post. The point of this post is to tell you how ragingly drunk Snay got at Molly’s. After a few beers and a cider or two he was simultaneously the friendliest and angriest drunk I’d ever seen. He went from giving me a huge hug, to trying to break my arm in 2 seconds. I’d watch that guy if you’re around him and he’s gotta couple a drinks in him. I told him a story about how I peed on my cat (by accident, which is not to say that the cat didn’t deserve it, but the cat came into the bathroom and jumped right into the toilet while I was peeing) and he tried to relate it to the internet at the end of his post, here. “acw opeef all ovewr hisa furbalz.” Pretty clear, huh?
After we left karaoke, Snay rode home with Kmart, and promised not to throw up inside the car. Darn nice of him, if you ask me. I just wish we could have talked him into singing.
