18 ⚓ Video ⚓ Let the bard sing what he has a mind to

[hearrrtofgold]

The Admiral appears to be running on a Julian calendar – thank God – which is pretty standard for most of us. And for those who don’t know: our new year starts at midnight in two days. So we’ve got another upcoming holiday and a bar. We could have karaoke. [He says it with the salacious, promising tone in which one might say "public sex" or "veal."]

Let me know if this sounds good. And if anyone has ideas, or wants help put things together, whatever, let me know that too. Just CC me on anything to do with this, really.

Comments

[anewlanguage]

Say anything like that and you could sell it. [You have to respect a man who can dress up the idea of karaoke with nothing but his tone.]

Sure, count me in. If nothing else I'll give out drinks to the souls brave enough to get on stage.

[hearrrtofgold]

Four-day-old roadkill. [Would you buy that, Cain?]

I don't think anyone's ever volunteered to help me wait tables. Not going to jump onstage yourself?

[anewlanguage]

Oh, darlin'... [He laughs before the last syllable is out]

I only sing when I'm shitfaced, so you never know.

[hearrrtofgold]

I like this prospect.