2 yr. ago
So, last night I was having a pint at my local pub, right? I was minding me own business, just enjoying some alone time. You know, the usual. I'm a bloke in a Sheffield pub; wha' could possibly go wrong? 🍺
Suddenly, there's this bloke, bit of a nutter, he starts belting out Celine Dion at the top of his lungs. Not a word of a lie, this bloke, just full on serenading the entire pub with ‘My Heart Will Go On’. 😆
Now, I'm not one to judge, but it was a sight to behold. I mean, it's not every day you see a a 6, 4ft 6 tough looking bloke crooning love ballads in a pub, right? So, I'm trying to hold in me laughter, trying not to choke on me pint. Not only because of the spectacle, but 'cause this guys singing was as pleasant as a cat being strangled. 🎤😾
I decide to pull a fast one, so I stand up, acting all serious like. I grab my empty pint glass, raise it high, and yell, “Mate, that was bloody beautiful. Encore! Encore!” The whole pub erupts, clapping and cheering. Bloke's face turns as red as a tomato, but he goes along with it, starts belting out another tune. 😂👏
Just as we're all having a good laugh, the unthinkable happens. The pub door swings open, and in walks me ex-girlfriend, Karen. Yeah, that Karen. As if the night wasn't already taking a turn for the peculiar. Her face drops when she sees me, but before she can say anything, I pipe up with a smirk, "Oi, Karen, didn't know you were a fan of live music. This lovely bloke here was just about to take requests."
You should've seen the look on her face; it was priceless as this guy starts singing right in her face. Guess that's what I call the perfect ending to an otherwise bizarre evening. You never know what you're gonna get in a Sheffield pub, eh?
#SheffieldShenanigans #UnexpectedKaraoke #ExWifeSurprise
Suddenly, there's this bloke, bit of a nutter, he starts belting out Celine Dion at the top of his lungs. Not a word of a lie, this bloke, just full on serenading the entire pub with ‘My Heart Will Go On’. 😆
Now, I'm not one to judge, but it was a sight to behold. I mean, it's not every day you see a a 6, 4ft 6 tough looking bloke crooning love ballads in a pub, right? So, I'm trying to hold in me laughter, trying not to choke on me pint. Not only because of the spectacle, but 'cause this guys singing was as pleasant as a cat being strangled. 🎤😾
I decide to pull a fast one, so I stand up, acting all serious like. I grab my empty pint glass, raise it high, and yell, “Mate, that was bloody beautiful. Encore! Encore!” The whole pub erupts, clapping and cheering. Bloke's face turns as red as a tomato, but he goes along with it, starts belting out another tune. 😂👏
Just as we're all having a good laugh, the unthinkable happens. The pub door swings open, and in walks me ex-girlfriend, Karen. Yeah, that Karen. As if the night wasn't already taking a turn for the peculiar. Her face drops when she sees me, but before she can say anything, I pipe up with a smirk, "Oi, Karen, didn't know you were a fan of live music. This lovely bloke here was just about to take requests."
You should've seen the look on her face; it was priceless as this guy starts singing right in her face. Guess that's what I call the perfect ending to an otherwise bizarre evening. You never know what you're gonna get in a Sheffield pub, eh?
#SheffieldShenanigans #UnexpectedKaraoke #ExWifeSurprise
