Is there a rabid Bobcat in your panties, or are you just glad to see me?

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53. Thank you

I now have proof that I am not the worst singer in the world.

Close but not the worst.

In Thailand when they have a dinner around a campfire everyone has to get up and sing. Even bad singers give it the ole college try and people laugh and help them.

I warned them. They would not listen. I sang one song and even though they were all rather drunk the whole group slid into a perverse silence as they watched me sing. No one dared make a sound. I learned later that they all thought it was so bad that it would summon evil spirits from the jungle. I never had to sing in Thailand again.