Karaoke with Steven

Last night I went out with my buddy Steven. We ran into each other in
front of Office Depot so it was a spur-of-the-moment thing. We had
supper at Hooters--I can still put away a 10 pc hot wings if I order
'em naked (that's what they call ones they fix without breading).
While we were eating, my friend Diane sends me a YIM on my
phone...there's a karaoke contest at a local bar I go to sometimes.
Steven says he'll go too, so it works out good.

I had fun, sang several songs, did NOT win the contest, but I met this
pretty little gal named Kathy who told me that I sang very well, and
she admitted that i'm a phenomenal dancer. She sat with Steven and I
most of the night and we talked and played some pool. Steven never
would sing anything, but he says he had a great time. We ended up
taking Kathy home because she had a little too much to drink. Well,
they dropped me off first, so I don't know what happened from there...