Sweat drips from his brow, clutching the microphone like a lifeline "Man, I'm like a cat on a hot tin roof here."
Look around you mate. You're literally surrounded by water. Calm down.
Yeah, but water is wet, and tin roofs are hot. That's like saying I'm surrounded by cake, but I'm still gonna sweat!
Calm down...calm down....calm down....ok go sing your song.
Takes a deep breath, then begins singing in a shaky voice "I'm just a small town boy, with a cowboy hat"
... Who lived in a lonely world...
voice cracking "Where the grass grows, and the sun burns"
...I was....the Stranger......in this Strange Land..... Searchin' for my Destiny.....
voice trembling "But now I know that I belong, in this strange land"
... Where the Buffalo Roam.....
Suddenly gains confidence, starts singing with passion "The smell of rain, the feel of rain, I hear the thunder calling"
......The Answer My Callin'..... OLD MANSOn!
Finishes the song with a flourish, gasping for breath "Whew! Man, I did it! I survived my first karaoke performance!"
Hell yeah you did! High Fives you
Grinning from ear to ear "Alright, alright! Give me a sec, gotta bask in the glory of my epic performance!"
<As Scooter basks in the glory of his epic performance, he suddenly feels a sharp pain in his stomach and doubles over, clutching his abdomen.>
Holy crap, Scooter! Are you okay?!
grimacing in pain Owwww, man! It feels like a knife twisted in my guts!
What the hell happened, Scooter? Did you eat bad fish or something?
gritting his teeth Nah, man, it ain't no bad fish. It's just my gut reaction to all that adrenaline pumping through my veins.
Winces and groans Yeah, man, gut instinct really kicked in there. I mean, who knew singing could be so physically demanding?