An Octave Too Far

At karaoke night, Jim tried to show off with an operatic high note. Suddenly, his uvula staged a furious one-man protest, flapping like a drunken bat on acid. The audience’s faces ranged from awe to incomprehensible horror. Jim bowed, thinking he’d nailed it. Somewhere, an ambulance driver started his engine.

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