Blog four! (Dictated)
SO! The town's empty. [may or may not sound just a little slurry] That's just GREAT. Did everyone down there click their heels together three times or something? Yay.
SO HEY AWESOMENESS COMMITTEE! Who wants to do karaoke? It's Japanese for empty orchestra, yaknow. I used to be pretty good at it back home. I think I'm gonna do some. Like, right now. Because between you and me, Awesomeness Committee and other magic journal people types out there in wherever land that haven't disappeared ... [proudly] I'm drunk. And that's the best way to do karaoke. So let's hit it up!
Back home, I had this really awesome CD. My Get Psyched Mix. The first incarnation of it got stolen by a guy who looked like, but was not actually Moby. So, I got the castle to give me a new one.
Sing along if you know it, guys.
[there's the sound of a CD being put in a stereo, then a click, and a whir...]
SHOT THROUGH THE HEAAAAART!
AN' YOU'RE TO-OO BLAAAAME - darlin'
YOU GIIIVE LOO-OO-OOOOVE
A BAY-AD NAME!
[cue badass guitars. and a rather drunk Barney Stinson singing the rest of the whole thing. mostly, this is to drown out the stuff he keeps hearing. he thinks it helps. never mind that he can still hear it over the stereo, no matter how loud he's got it. let the boy keep his delusions. sorry for the noise.]
SO HEY AWESOMENESS COMMITTEE! Who wants to do karaoke? It's Japanese for empty orchestra, yaknow. I used to be pretty good at it back home. I think I'm gonna do some. Like, right now. Because between you and me, Awesomeness Committee and other magic journal people types out there in wherever land that haven't disappeared ... [proudly] I'm drunk. And that's the best way to do karaoke. So let's hit it up!
Back home, I had this really awesome CD. My Get Psyched Mix. The first incarnation of it got stolen by a guy who looked like, but was not actually Moby. So, I got the castle to give me a new one.
Sing along if you know it, guys.
[there's the sound of a CD being put in a stereo, then a click, and a whir...]
SHOT THROUGH THE HEAAAAART!
AN' YOU'RE TO-OO BLAAAAME - darlin'
YOU GIIIVE LOO-OO-OOOOVE
A BAY-AD NAME!
[cue badass guitars. and a rather drunk Barney Stinson singing the rest of the whole thing. mostly, this is to drown out the stuff he keeps hearing. he thinks it helps. never mind that he can still hear it over the stereo, no matter how loud he's got it. let the boy keep his delusions. sorry for the noise.]