Old MacDonald had a… place-where-animals-live, ee-eye, ee-eye, oh. And on that place-where-animals-live he had a giraffe, ee-eye, ee-eye… oh, arse…
In time, I will learn to only pick animals that make a sound.325 more words
Harry, your mummy can’t sing. Nowadays I don’t have a problem with it but it’s not always been that way. I vividly remember the time in primary school that I had to stand next to the music teachers piano and sing “The Lord of the Dance” and much to the amusement of my fellow classmates I was stopped before I hit the chorus. 376 more words
Well, I’m never embarrassed to like any music. I’ll always own up to what I like and what I don’t like.
However, the song that I would be embarrassed to have start playing if my iTunes was on shuffle at a party or with a large group of people that aren’t all close friends, would be this one: 104 more words