Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Gotta get out, get me some of those rays

The other day, I was singing one of my favorite songs to WCK, and she actually liked it. She keeps requesting that I sing it, sings along with me, and doesn't yell at me because my singing is so bad. Why? I have no idea. My best theory is that the original singers were so terrible that my singing sounds good by comparison. I mean, listen to Bobby's solo. Surely I sing better than THAT.

1 comment:

Karen's Sister said...

Aaaah, there's nothing like a little Silver Platter action to put a smile on your face :)