Everyone has their drink limit. And once you hit that number, you break out into an involuntary (but spirited!) rendition of Drexy Midnight Runners’ “Come on Eileen.” But because this is frowned upon at normal establishments — or so I’ve been told — that’s the point you head to your local karaoke bar.
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