On Saturday the 7th, I'm co-hosting a karaoke party with a pal at her place, Main & 28th area. We've rented plenty of discs, ready to fully embrace shitty commercial pop songs you wouldn't normally give the time of day to. Liquor store's conveniently located across the street.
Now, I realize that Paul has his own shindig happening during the fireworks, but if anyone would like to stop by before or after that and take part in drunken tone-deaf embarrassments, let me know.
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