Karaoke Time!

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*There is a karaoke machine in the bar. It is very large and very pink.

Therefore, Xander assumes that it must be evil.*

Wow ... didn't know they had an open mike night ...

*He approaches the karaoke machine slowly. It lights up and looks inviting-- as inviting as a possibly-evil-because-of-its-pinkness karaoke machine can be.*

Whoa!

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... Oh. Right. Sorry.

I wouldn't karaoke on that machine if I were you! I'm gonna have to say it's not a good idea. It's kind of an evil, possessed karaoke machine.

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*Donkey trots around the machine sniffing it cautiously*

It doesn't smell like the puddle baby.


*he blinks*


Oh, I bet you're just tryin' to keep me from singin'. I bet you don't think I can sing, do you? Do you?

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If I say yes, do you promise to stay away from the Possessed Karaoke Machine?

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If you say yes to what?

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Uh ... both.

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Huh?


*Donkey blinks*

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Never mind.

... If you insist on singing, just make sure you REALLY like to. Because that thing'll latch on to you and it won't let go. Ever.

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I like singin'. I sing all the time. I'm a regular singin' machine. Just call me Karaokeeeeee.


*he chortles *

*happily*

*FEAR*


Hee haw hee haw.

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*Xander raises an eyebrow. Then he raises the other one.*

Well, go ahead. Pray that it doesn't make you dance like a Japanese pop singer.

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*Dude, you're talking to a sleeping donkey.*


*that's kind of rude*


*shhhhh*

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*Xander blinks, thinking that the donkey is much more tolerable when he is asleep, and thus unable to talk.

He also decides that he should get away from the Evil Karaoke Machine of Doom while he still can, and he moves quickly towards the stairs.*