…but for some reason, yours truely offered the worlds worst rendition of genesis – i can’t dance ever to an audience of people i’ll never see again.
special thanks to shanon for being a real dick and getting me to do it. it was the only way to get him to shut up.
shan… err…. hose… tell ’em what you sang.
ooh… what’d sir sing?
OH CHRIST. ALL I WANTED WAS FROSTYMAN TO DO A SONG. I MAY HAVE BEEN DRUNK, BUT MATT AND TRAVIS WERE WUSSES.