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[mend_and_defend]

Bob has been told, many many times, that while his guitar-playing skills are excellent, his singing ability is... significantly less so. Thus, although he still enjoys singing to himself, he avoids doing it in public.

But today, as he walks in the door, he hears music in the air, and he just can't help himself. He screeches out:

"I got my first real six string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it 'til my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69..."

For the love of God, somebody stop him, please.

[tinytag: Broadway Goes Brutal]