Sing, Sing a Song
Sometimes you just gotta sing. You just gotta pack up your collection of drums, some big ass speakers, a karaoke machine, don an all red outfit, set up in the middle of the city sidewalk, and sing.
I think maybe tomorrow I'll join in with my kazoo. I play a mean ass kazoo.
I think maybe tomorrow I'll join in with my kazoo. I play a mean ass kazoo.
posted by The Histrionics of a Fat Housewife at 8:26 AM
8 Comments:
What some people will do for a slice of pizza....
I play the spoons! Can I come?!
you got a pic of what an "ass kazoo' looks like?
I don't play an instrument, not even the comb and waxed paper, but I do a mean clapping sound!!! I can be the audience!!
Isn't that the same guy who used to dress as a Korean cowboy and sing from the same corner? LOL
Glad to see some things never change :)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Ass kazoo. That's hilarious! If you wait for me to eat at Pizza Hut and drink a few beers, I could play the ass kazoo too!
Just testing my new pic. Homer rolling.
Since you're wearing my favorite color, I'll stay for an encore. I'll pass on tomorrows gig. Thank God there's open air for the next audience. By the way I don't think you are _at! Have a rockin' time!
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