So we're at the neighbor's annual all day/all night cook out, and there's Kareoke, and my lovely bride is badgering me to participate, and I locate D'yer Mak'er on the song list, and they dial it up, and whaddaya know, it's actually Over The Hills And Far Away. My mind is awhirr attempting to recall lyrics not known by heart since I was seventeen years old (which was 20 years ago) as I bring the mic to my lips. I remembered about three lines.
Not fair. Not fair at all.
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