FINE! You dared me to put my foot where my mouth is so there ya go. You know who you are, both of you, and no this does NOT mean I'll jump off a cliff, moon passing cars, or burp out loud in church if you dare me to. I only make an ass of myself for patriotic, altruistic, and sympathetic reasons.
Yes, yes, I know I'd never make the first round on American Idol, don't rub it in and so what? I didn't audition, now did I? Besides, I sing at funerals and senior citizen centers and conferences and rodeos and baseball games and -- well, basically places where people aren't really listening.
Know what else? There are NO acoustics in my bedroom! No sound man! No monitors and no hot guy with a pony tail winking at me. Maybe I should have recorded this in the bathroom instead of sitting on my bed watching Emmitt Smith dance on television.
Too late.
And, yeah, I don't know why I can sing in front of a couple of thousand people but this cruddy little microphone with no windshield made me a nervous wreck but you can't throw tomatoes over the internet.
The point is, yeah, I really WILL sing "God Bless America" any time, any place, so THERE!
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For some reason, I couldn't get the volume up but now at home... WOW!
Impressive!
I could listen to that every morning before I start writing...
Outstanding.
Unk
Sitepal has volume issues with my laptop. They just don't get along. And thanks, Unk, really. Putting that up there is like standing in front of a million people in your underwear but it had to be done or I'm a liar.
But hey, at Walmart, I got hugs and a Whataburger coupon.
Absolutely wonderful!
sweet...
Best of the mediocre, my friends, still best of the mediocre.
I'd like you to put your foot where MY mouth is... sorry, an old fetishist joke... did you take the singing MaryAn down already? It's not coming up for me here in Tulsa on the laptop using another browser
Yes, sir, I took it down. I figured anything longer than a couple of days was vanity -- not making a point. You never heard it?
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