Yeah, yeah, I haven't posted in a few days. Get off my back before I tickle you or something.
The virtues have been extolled before by my good friend over at A Slice of Deep Fried Awesome, but I feel I really need to echo her sentiments. For those unaware, I'm in a choir. I know, mucked, right? But it was a group brought together for the singular purpose of singing good tunes.
We're not perfect. But we pound out some damn fine pleasures for the auditory senses. And, really the most important part, we have heaping gobs of fun doing it. What's not to love? Hell....we're doing Zeppelin!
So, my dear Choiring Squad, with a dearth of scotch around to toast, this (sadly) empty glass is raised to you. It is an honour and a pleasure to sing with each of you.
Now, who's gonna help me convince our fearless leader that we need more metal?
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