Sunday night was the unfortunately named "Tons of Fun" night here at the dorms. I don't usually enjoy parties (too much pressure) and last night was no exception. I mean, who throws parties on Oscar night and then doesn't watch the Oscars? Bitches.
Anyway, the posters called for an "Open Mic" from 7-8. My roommate and I were amused.
See, I grew up doing musical theatre and therefore know how to carry a tune. I have since given up theatre, because I fucking hate everyone in musicals, especially high school musicals. Ugh. I've since given up singing, more or less. Except when I've been drinking. All I need is a Mike's Hard Lemonade or a Poor Man's Cosmo and I'm bursting out songs like a twink Bernadette Peters with a faux hawk. Or something.
Anyways, when found out that there was an open mic, we decided to break out with a kick-ass cover, one that would have everyone rolling in the aisles. We decided on a little ditty from the early nineties, back when we were in first grade. While an acoustic version of said song was pretty amusing, it was lacking something. It was then that we turned it into a ballad. And we knew that we were the greatest things since sliced bread.
Yeah, that's right. We broke out the "Achy Breaky Heart" in ballad form. I wish someone had thought to record it, because it was the definition of GENIUS!
