Karaoke Woes...

My family came in this weekend to see my new nephew. It is always a treat to see them. My parents came in and grilled me about my love life, as usual, and we made fun of my other family members mispronouncing words, or "fobbing out" as we call it in the islander community. We threw a party and had tons of food. Some of my teenage cousins start getting bored so I decide to put on a game called Lips on my xbox... a karaoke game.

Don't get me wrong, it is an awesome game. The best part is making fun of yourselves and others who get up and sing. Within the game, there are dance moves that you can perform to get extra points. Some of these moves are really hard too. One move I got was something cheer leaders at my ol' Alma Matter called "the Russian". If you have no idea what I'm gabbing about, it's a jumping move where you have to kind of do the splits in the air, touch your toes, and land gracefully on the ground. I have a bad knee, am 6'6" and 330ish lbs. You can foresee the problem right? I was so into the game, that I leaped into the air like some kind of possessed acrobat. Surprisingly, I pulled it off with just a slight twinge for my efforts. I was feeling pretty good about myself, until I found out that my older brother was video taping the whole debacle. For those of you who aren't sure what debacle means:

de·ba·cle

Pronunciation:

\dē-ˈbä-kəl, di-, -ˈba-; ÷ˈde-bə-kəl\

Variant(s):

also dé·bâ·cle \also dā-ˈbäk(l^ə)\

Function:

noun

Etymology:

French débâcle, from débâcler to clear, from Middle French desbacler, from des- de- + bacler to block, perhaps from Vulgar Latin *bacculare, from Latin baculum staff

Date:

1802

1: a tumultuous breakup of ice in a river
2: a violent disruption (as of an army) : rout
3 a: a great disaster b: a complete failure : fiasco.

In case you haven't guessed, we're talking definition #3. The only thing worse than knowing that you were belting out off key notes at the top of your lungs while fancying yourself a Dallas Cowgirl, is watching the instant replay. I threatened my brother with bodily harm, but to no avail. He ran into the bathroom cackling like a witch from a Disney Cartoon. Now I fear that the record of my woes may be on youtube. Que sura sura... I've gotta remember to be meaner to my older brother.

Thanks For the Vent Session...