The upstairs neighbors are screaming 80s tunes into a karaoke machine. It wouldn't be so bad except they're drunk, tone deaf and slaughtering classics like Little Red Corvette. *sigh*
ETA: Ah shit, they just started in with Men at Work.
ETAA: MB pointed out that karaoke is, by definition, supposed to be sung by drunken tone-deaf people. Fine. /curmudgeon
ETAAA: Now they're doing Blitzkrieg Bop. This one I approve of.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
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Ha, ha! How timely. There's a similar group in my living room, and I'm also annoyed. They think I'm a grump for not participating, but i just hate Krapaoke.
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