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Kara-OH NO

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I had my first real experience with a karaoke bar last night.

Macadoo’s, which is the closest thing we have to a decent place to hang out, was the location. I met up with a co-worker and two of her girlfriends from her hometown. One of the friends invited a bunch of guys. Cool, right? Pfft. First of all, the friend was a tiny little girl wearing a “tarzan-like” one-shouldered black, yet shiny, tank top which barely covered her implants. Her skirt was made of two (very) small denim ruffles. She was wearing what appeared to be go-go boots. The eye shadow? We won’t even go there. As it turns out, her man is actually that…an OLD man. That chick is 25, her boyfriend is 44–and a muscle hound. I’ve known him forever, but never dreamed I’d be hanging out with him. Here’s a breakdown of the other guys there:

Muscle head’s best friend (and cousin)–Eddie Guerrero look-alike
Hot Ba’al lookalike who paid me NO attention whatsoever
Pure preppy geek guy (and NOT in a good way)
Man in his late 50s who kept whispering in my ear (blech) asking me to go home with him and please rock his world

Once I got over any chance of a hookup, I decided to just enjoy the show. Didn’t happen. Every.single.song was a country song–MOPEY country song, at that. Oh, yeah, all of the guys are gym-types, therefore didn’t drink or smoke–except creepy old man, who followed me to the bar like a sick horny dog at every chance he could get.

Needless to say, I probably won’t be hitting that circuit again anytime soon.

9 thoughts on “Kara-OH NO”

  1. 😮 oh man, I’m so sorry. I knew Princeton was in a bad way but I had no idea. :nonono:
    Just come on and live with me and Jesse where, even though it’s still scary in places, it’s not _that_ scary. :nod:

  3. Karaoke can be an experience in cultural scariness…aww come on tho..et you that old guy was like a frog Prince. One kiss and he woulds turned into BEAN!:razz:

  5. Jesse, meet blasphemy. Blasphemy, Jesse. 😛

    I *do* like Eddie…as a performer. In all honesty, if this guy would cut his mid-back mullet, he would be hot as hell. Unfortunately, he seemed to REALLY like his hair. :nonono:

  7. They way I figure it, 99.9% of the people in a karaoke bar are drunk, so it doesn’t really matter what you sing or how you sound. I’ve done it once. Don’t ever sing Mamma He’s Crazy by the Judds. :naughty:

  8. 😆 Ben, don’t I know it! Oh, Beth, make no mistake about it I would NEVER sing in public. EVER. 😮

  9. I did sing at a place called-and only in WV would you find a place named this-The Tennessee Tavern. My friend and I decided to go out drinking one night. The entire place was filled with people over 50. We sang Mamma He’s Crazy. No one booed us so I assume we did ok. Or, they were too drunk to care.

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