At the weekend I was invited to the country for a dinner party with some existing friends and to meet some new ones. It was all very civilised to begin with. Six men all eating a lovely dinner, putting the world to rights, each one making their mark with one poignant topic after another.
After dinner, one brave soul suggested that we perhaps play SingStar on the PS2. This was swiftly muted with various grumblings of
“Oh good lord no”
or
“Oh I can’t sing – please don’t make me sing”.
Even a
“Under no circumstances am I singing. I am tone deaf!”.
Add some wine
Add some more wine
Cut to 2 hours later and the very same 6 men are now screeching, wrestling microphones from each other hands with the conversation now having become
“Its my turn, give me that”
“What’s the point you can’t sing”
“How rude, I haven’t had a go in ages”
“I thought you were tone deaf!”
Hmm no surprises there then!
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