A thirty- five six year old non-female Canadian with a passion for pretty things, comic books and pop culture. Tries to be funny sometimes.

 

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Rage Against The Machine - Bulls On Parade

It was a couple of years ago at my office Christmas party.  I work in a small office of about 18 people, ranging in age from about 24 to 60, and predominantly male. Our party was at a local golf course restaurant, including spouses.  The dress was semi-formal.

As part of the after-dinner entertainment, the social committee had set up a Rock Band station (as we had the place to ourselves).  The two gents I worked most closely with at the time, J and B, and myself decided to take a run at it after a couple hours and a few drinks.  

“Bulls on Parade?”

“Bulls on Parade.”

B, who is a 35 year old Bruce Campbell look-a-like sat down at the drums.  J, a short, bald, 40 year old in great shape, well-known to break into 80’s hair metal wails without warning, took the mic.  I picked up the axe.  

Now, listen.  I know we were a trio of intoxicated, grown men with no musical background or skill, playing a video game.

But we rocked that shit.

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