Last night was my friend Shawn's 40th surprise birth party and the entertainment lined up by his lovely gal pal Rosemary was none other than the rage of Japan, karaoke. Now if you know me, you know that when I get loaded, I have no shame or inhibition. And I have a decent singing voice. So clearly I had no choice but to dominant the festivities with a show stopping, latently gay duet with my married friend Gabe of Come What May from the movie Moulin Rouge. In case you are wondering, I took the Nicole Kidman part.
Anyway, the party was out in Dallastown, PA, which is a hike from Philly, so we had to sleep over. By we, I mean us Philly people. I got to sleep in an RV for the first time. (Cool!) I also woke up and immediately threw up the red wine and margarita that was at the top of my stomach while I slept. (Not cool!) The ride home was a bear and I'm still not feeling right but that could be from the rest stop Pizza Hut I consumed for breakfast.
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