look out below”!! I'll be blowing the proverbial “musical load” megathread

PennystockChaser

Doo doo doo doo
This retarded bar act really thinks he's anything more than background music and deserves to be showered in attention by all the guests who went to the restaurant for a nice meal not knowing this faggot would be screaming in their faces all night long.

Imaging bringing a date and Joe Cumia is on the stage, I'd kill myself out of embarassment
 
This retarded bar act really thinks he's anything more than background music and deserves to be showered in attention by all the guests who went to the restaurant for a nice meal not knowing this faggot would be screaming in their faces all night long.

Imaging bringing a date and Joe Cumia is on the stage, I'd kill myself out of embarassment
Yeah, you're at a bar trying to have a good time and there's Moo Breasts butchering some moldy old classic rock chestnut and pretending to be a "real musician", it's like torture. He always plays before captive audiences, no one ever says "oh, let's go see Joe Cumia tonight" no matter how hard he tries to pretend it's so.
 

PennystockChaser

Doo doo doo doo
Yeah, you're at a bar trying to have a good time and there's Moo Breasts butchering some moldy old classic rock chestnut and pretending to be a "real musician", it's like torture. He always plays before captive audiences, no one ever says "oh, let's go see Joe Cumia tonight" no matter how hard he tries to pretend it's so.
Worst part is he cranks himself up or shits on the hostess for not blasting his shit into the patron's ears. Carol deserved to be seated in the back and no, she should've paid for her own drinks as a token of thanks for them letting her Medusa face into the bar in the first place
 

UnPRePared

Oh, here comes Ray with his O-PIN-ION
One time, long ago, my family took my mum out for a birthday dinner. Nice little restaurant, not five star, but somewhat classy. C'mon, it's Dumfries...

Anyway, they decided for a change to have some asshole there singing to everyone, the Ol American Songbook shit that Rod Stewart milked in the late 90's. Well, this motherfucker starts singing to tables, totally disrupting everyone's dinner. I'm cringing while Steve, my older brother, is rubbing his hands, waiting for this scuuummmmmbbbbaaagggg to hit our table. And sure enough he does - my mother is getting red with embarrassment, because Steve tells the fuckhead it's her birthday, and he proceeds to serenade AN ENTIRE SONG to her.

I'm fighting laughter. Steve IS laughing. My father is shaking his head. And my mum is covering her face the whole time, wanting to die.

That leather-skinned wanna be lounger is what Joe is: a never-was with delusions of grandeur to get him through the Day, chewing out the barkeep when his comped beer isn't in his hands soon enough, and making everything about HIMSELF, not thinking about those he's supposed to entertain.

Shit, even that guy walked like a pedophile, too.
 
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Tony

Back off and respect the title you fucking jerkoff
I made a thread for his dumb fucking wig but I didn't realize it was a gig since the simpleton didn't even mention it.

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