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Sunday, October 30, 2011

Politely Rude- A Luke-ism

I've never claimed to be a good singer, but I didn't realize just how bad I was until last night. I was lying down with Luke as I belted out When You Wish Upon a Star. I paused briefly between verses, and Luke took the opportunity to beg, "May I pwease, pwease, stop hearing you sing?"