Sing for me, my angel of music... or maybe not.

Do you know that there is an “alcohol button” in karaoke rooms nowadays??!

That’s right. A button you can press and within 10mins (roughly about two songs and countless hiccups later), someone will bring you a jug of the Devil’s drink. No queues, no barging through the crowd, no racing to the bar or shouting above the music.

A button. For alcohol.

Of course I went a little mad (with delirium). I had my finger on the “alcohol button” the entire session. Once, I nearly ordered a whole bottle but was stopped just in time. (Miss DVD: “Oi! Be careful with that thing. Don’t anyhow order bottle!)

I heart alcohol button!! And erm…karaoke too!

The German and Secretary Pig are perfect karaoke angels. They sang (very much in tune) and very sweetly. They shared one microphone and it is always placed at an equal distance between them. They can sing a very wide range of songs too – from “Promise me” by Beverly Craven to “My Humps” from Black Eyed Peas (not the PM Lee version) to “Beautiful Girls” by that fat black guy.

The Toe and I shared one mike too but I held it because I am a domineering bitch and her hands are always full with drinks. From time to time, she snatches the mike from me - usually after denying vehemently that she doesn’t know the song or act like she doesn’t really (really) want to sing it. (The Toe: “Eeks! Who go and choose this song? I don’t… *grabs the mike * “So tell me what you want, what you really really want…”)

Note: She sang with a lot of heartfelt emotions especially during “Superwoman”, “I’ve never been to me” and “Two becomes one”.

Miss DVD just sat quietly in the corner, looking very scared and drinking copious amount of alcohol by herself. I was told she doesn’t usually drink…

Somehow, all the songs we chose featured videos of European women prancing around in big hair, leg warmers and shoulder pads. There was one particularly horrifying video whereby a woman, with bright red bee stung lips, was playing with an umbrella to the backdrop of the musical fountain in Sentosa. She was swinging the umbrella and swaying her body along with it. We drop our mikes in unison, and gasp in horror at the screen.

We turn to look at The Toe.

Earlier during dinner, she told us that she was approached by a talent scout to be in karaoke videos when she was 19 yrs old. She was very tempted to take up the offer because they promised to bring her around the world (or country?) for location shoots.

“You do know that it could have been YOU doing that ugly dance, right?” we asked.

“OMG. I’m SO glad I am not starring in karaoke videos!” she exclaim.

And we are glad too. HAPPY *ahem* 27th BIRTHDAY, BFF!