She said..."come on cowboy it's karaoke time, I feel like singing all night and all I need is a mic".
He: Karaoke time? I don't fucken have a mic...what do you want from me ma'am...is it my bluetooth device? :)
I would probably go on with those lyrics up there some other time, and I call that lines lyrics cause they sounded rapped on my head as I was writing them.
The guy is quite dumb, did you notice? I mean, I got the message, did you? Huh, did you?
Me?, I love Karaokes, what can I say, yeah, both of them. I'll rather sing without a mic though, not fan of mics at all, besides when it comes to singing I'd rather be the singer without any mic involved when I'm singing (let that be very clear) and if there's gotta be a mic involved I rather not be the singer but... let's say the microphone leg, know what I'm saying?.
And then there's dancing, one gotta be well physically trained to dance and sing at the same time, because of the breathe, you need it to sing properly. But when there's a sticky song playing, that waist movement we do rhythmed or not is spectacular, cause during and also (mainly) at the end of the dance you can feel the greater of satisfactions, joys and pleasures that a good dance can provide. Are you folks following me?
I love sharing even when I only have one mic(I love women voices, so they are, so far, the only chosen ones to borrow my only mic) but If I may get to choose, after a short (or long) microphone loan I enjoy being the waist dancer the most than being sang to, as cool as it might be the performance, and it's not about quality, it's about preferences.Keeping my trail?
This would look a tighten mouth in dislike summoned to karaoke singing.
That's when I get to be the microphone leg or/and the dancer, in that case, dancing around (up, down,left, right or wherever the waist goes rhythmly or not) is my choice.
When I get to be the art giver I enjoy karaoke singing (again,...no mic involved, that has to be fucken clear ladies and gentlemen) as much as dancing, I'm a non boundaries art giver, so, in that case I'll go 50% on both choices. Half choice plus half choice make the whole one enjoyable, pleasured and fun choice in the end, right?
If any wolf of the pack was left torn, here are some clarifications.
Microphone(Mic): You know, don't make me say it. ( Not really a singing instrument, at least in this post).
Karaoke with Microphone(Mic): One woman or more oral performance to one man or more, depends on the preferences of the singer(s) about crowdy public or a solo deliver.( Not in a stage...(it might be though) any place is good when it comes to "singing").
Karaoke without a mic: Same as before but one man or more get to performance and one woman or more are the art receivers.
Microphone Leg: A man.
Dancing: Intercourse.( Had to be said and it was).
Sticky song:One hot woman or more. Depends on circumstances.
Once terms are clear, maybe you, slithed wolf, might wanna go back and re-read the post, guess you'll enjoy it better ( or not) but I feel better leaving you some clues anyway.
I do want to lose some weight for three main reasons:
It's healthy to be on a suitable weight and I'm a bit(or a lot) beyond that.
It makes me look way better physically.( Yes, you might think that's not possible since I'm a gallant, but it is, it is)
Losing weight asures me to be in the proper or required shape to...you know, singing and dancing the fuck in, out, up, down and wherever I want without affecting my breathe.
About the birthday present, that's hard my friend, I've read from your posts you have all the fire guns you can possibly use and use, that's one of your favorite stuff as far as I've got to know in this short reading you time, but also if there's any fire gun you want and don't have I'm sure I can't fucken even star to think on affording it. The whole Australia trip? I'm afraid can't afford it either, let's leave that for your workforce retirement and cryptocurrency savings, would we? So, close to out of options I'd probably be giving you my most sincerely apologies for showing up uninvited to the birthday you hate to celebrate and make and attempt to call the celebration off by any of my ingenious means, there, maybe, just maybe, you might be thanking me for fucking off your birthday party and that would be my modest present.
Galaxy buds? Nah...you already have of those and so do I, so, anything you give me will be welcome mate.
You have already given some bunch of words as a present though, even they were not just for me.(I'm not flattering ass licking though, let's leave that clear).
