Do you think you have to audition for those heavenly angel choirs? Because I'm thinking it would be a great idea for the earthly variety...
Thank goodness, fudge covereth a multitude of sin(ger)s.
The ward choir presented its Christmas program today, in much the same way that a ruptured appendix presents itself.
You get extra fudge if you didn't pray for a meteor to hurtle in from space and take out the one soprano who is so convinced the choir could not survive without her she sings everyone else's parts, loudly and viciously enough to alert animal control, and in the key of "teeth grinding major".
Click here to view my idea of the perfect ward choir, courtesy of my pal, Motherboard, who hereafter shall be referred to as "DeNae's YouTube and Hulu Research Team." (Hey, you should hear what she calls me...)