Sunday, February 3, 2008

Hurry Up and Bring Your JukeBox Money

Last night was glorious.  Pug got drunk and did Spanish karaoke at a Peruvian restaurant.  Well, okay fine, he didn't sing in Spanish (because he can't), because the guy had some songs available in English.  We were the only native English speakers in the place.  Pug got up there and gave a less then mediocre rendition of Love Shack, which he coupled with some equally abysmal dancing for our visual (dis)pleasure.  Part of me thought, oh lord, make this song end now, right now.   And the other part wanted the hilarity to last forever.  Our waitress was beside herself laughing.  To complete the picture, the CD was scratched, so it kept skipping and making all of these ear piercing squeaks and shrieks periodically throughout the song.  Pug didn't even notice.  Nor did he notice that although he was singing the right words, he was singing them at the wrong time and in the wrong key.  It was grand.  


Anonymous said...

Sounds like a fun place!

Anonymous said...

Wish I was there to see it!!