Poozers On The Hits!

[kilowog]

Kilowog, after watching the Question chow through his peanut butter chili, gets a good idea for more distraction from the all the crazy post-near-world-death celebratory hookups going on

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[_bird_of_flame_]

Okay... That was a little but... What the hell?

Bette has something in mind and ... it is /not/ what she actually starts to sing when she starts to sing. The expression on her face for the first few words is somewhat confused but she's actually into it by the time that the chorus comes along...

That old dog has chained you up alright
Give you everything you need
To live inside a twisted cage
Sleep beside an empty rage
I had a dream I was your hero

Damn I wish I was your lover
I’ll rock you till the daylight comes
Make sure you are smiling and warm
I am everything
Tonight I’ll be your mother I will
Do such things to ease your pain
Free your mind and you won’t feel ashamed

Open up on the inside gonna fill you up gonna make you cry...

[gin_n_tectonic]

Low whistle from Booker, because she's selling it.

Whoo-WEE.

[_black_canary_]

The Canary raises an eyebrow. Hmmmm. Gotta be a story there.

[theotherlantern]

John cocks his eyebrow, grinning slightly.

He has no idea who that is... but she's figured out how to work it.

[booster_mike]

"Alright," Booster announces, coming up to the mike, "be prepared to be wowed."

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan

Oh, god. Yes, it looks like he's threatening to take off his shirt.

[gin_n_tectonic]

Dude. No WAY you're disco dancing.

[kilowog]

Kilowog acts quickly, and a few emerald latches appear, attaching his shirt to his pants.

"No Booster Gold skin allowed, poozer!"

[awesomelycosmic]

"AWWW! C'mon, 'Wog!"

[firefrank]

"Ugh. New Jersey."

[theotherlantern]

John's knocked enough back, so he steps up, and takes hold of the microphone, addressing the crowd in that deep, rich voice of his.

"After the... incomparable Booster Gold, I hope you'll forgive me bringin' the house down a little bit. Normally, I wouldn't do this, but I'm drunk enough, and this song's been running through my head on a loop for the last couple shitty months, so bear with me. An old Satchmo song, but I've always liked the Ray Charles version..."

The maudlin, low-key strings come in, and when he starts to sing... motherfucker's got Brother Ray almost dead-on.

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.

I fuss with my woman
I toil with my kids
I sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
I know that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

[theotherlantern]

The soul crawl of his voice continues...

Dear Lord above
Don't you see I'm pining?
I got tears all in my eyes
Why don't you send down that cloud with a silver lining
Lift me to Paradise

Show me that river
Why don't ya take me across
And wash all my troubles away
IIII know that lucky old sun
He's got nothing to do, huh
But just roll around heaven all day

Send me down that cloud with the silver lining
Lift me to Paradiiiiiiiise
Oh show me that river, and then take me across
Wash all my troubles away
And IIII knowwww that lucky old sun
He's got nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day

Yes sir, he got nothin', but roll around in heaven all day...

I say he just roll around heaven all day...

Roll around heaven aaaaalll day

"Yes, Lord."

With that, he puts the mic back on the stand, and just nods to everybody. "Thanks for puttin' up with that."

Time for more beer.

[_bird_of_flame_]

Wow.

Bette just looks at him as she sits on the bar stool she retreated to.

That was... something else....

[jakeem_thunder]

Jakeem grabs the mic without preamble. Most people won't be able to see him in the crowded bar, but confidence bolstered by the thunderbolt, they'll definitely be able to hear him.

"WOMAN GET BUSY, JUST SHAKE THAT BOOTY NON-STOP, WHEN THE BEAT DROPS, JUST KEEP SWINGING IT, GET JIGGY, GET CRUNKED UP, PERCOLATE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO CALL IT, OSCILLATE YOU HIP AND DON'T TAKE PITY, ME WANT FI SEE YOU GET LIVE, PON THE RIDDIM WHEN ME RIDE, AND ME LYRICS A PROVIDE ELECTRICTY, GAL NOBODY CAN TELL YOU NUTTIN' CAN YOU DONE KNOW YOUR DESTINY!"

[awesomelycosmic]

Stargirl hooted for him. "OH YEAH!!!"

[jakeem_thunder]

Jakeem jumps up and down so Courtney can see him. "Beat that! I dare you!"

[awesomelycosmic]

"Oh, you are ASKIN' FOR IT!"