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So post-LSAT, I decide to celebrate and get drunk.
After a few pre-drink beers, we head to The Spur which is a local karaoke bar. We're there for a couple hours, and then all of a sudden this totally hardcore at least 55 year old guy, who kind of looks like Rob Zombie, but with grey dreadlocks, and a grey beard walks up on the stage. My friends and I all look at each other, and we're obviously thinking the same thing, what the hell is this guy going to sing?
That's when the riff to Du Hast kicks in the speakers, and the guy totally busts out into full-on head banging. He was fully into it too, like he was Rammstein himself performing in front of a full house.
After flipping off the crowd at the end of the song, he gets off the stage, walks straight to the door, and leaves, never to be seen again, like it was his mission for the night to sing Du Hast, and now that he had done it, he could return to the darkness.
That totally made my night, and probably my life.
After a few pre-drink beers, we head to The Spur which is a local karaoke bar. We're there for a couple hours, and then all of a sudden this totally hardcore at least 55 year old guy, who kind of looks like Rob Zombie, but with grey dreadlocks, and a grey beard walks up on the stage. My friends and I all look at each other, and we're obviously thinking the same thing, what the hell is this guy going to sing?
That's when the riff to Du Hast kicks in the speakers, and the guy totally busts out into full-on head banging. He was fully into it too, like he was Rammstein himself performing in front of a full house.
After flipping off the crowd at the end of the song, he gets off the stage, walks straight to the door, and leaves, never to be seen again, like it was his mission for the night to sing Du Hast, and now that he had done it, he could return to the darkness.
That totally made my night, and probably my life.