Karaoke Is Magic
There’s a special kind of magic to a good public karaoke session.
There’s a special kind of magic to a good public karaoke session.
One day, eleventh grade English popped out an interesting extra credit assignment: bring in a song to play and analyze the lyrics in front of the class.
This has been my family's cure-all beverage of choice for fevers, colds, and even--you guessed it--The Big Bad. It's no cure, but it packs a Vitamin C punch and coats your throat with heat and honey. Good stuff.
I am a lemon tree. I am not a potato tree or a cucumber tree. I am not even a mango tree or a cherry tree. I am simply a lemon tree.
I didn't speak when it was timely, but Squigglydigg had the right to say what she said, and I find her statements well reasoned and more in line with the truth than the accusations leveled against her.