Afternoon Karaoke with Pizza

After a night of 0ne long-island iced-tea and four whisky sours, blowing out my vocal chords signing; Hell and Sweetleaf, in a hick bar down by the Ohio river, I am slowly recuperating. It's 3pm and I am being serenaded by Jules on our home karaoke unit with OhMickey!, Suedehead, and Maneater, I just scarfed down a pineapple, bacon and cheese pizza. I feel bloated and gross, plus the $20 I used to have is gone. This local chain pizza place makes such good artery cloggin' pizza. Greasy. By the way, make August 22nd a day for fun in the sun. Have a cook-out, play lawn bowling; whatever you need to do to forget your woes. According to some experts and Iranian Islamists, the world is ending on that day. We are having an End Times Bar-B-Q. I suggest you do the same.