Here's a clip of my own self singing karaoke. No one's saying I don't look a little creepy here, in all my night vision glory, but it sounds okay, and you can see me singing a country song with a total lack of irony. The Lupschada of the late '90s would love to come here and kick my ass soundly.

Perhaps you have heard of King George,
unreasonably fond of a gorge?
He was socially shunned
when he snatched out a bundt
from the mouth of his neighbor La Forge.