Lack Of Talent Show Bumbling To The Podium

I had rehearsed for three weeks and had chosen Michael Jackson’s ‘Beat it’. I was confident. I had invited my best friend and had promised him a part of the prize money if I won. I was confident. I was cocky.

I had the whole Michael Jackson look- multi-zip jacket, white glove and the wet curl to boot. As I slid onto the stage the crowd went wild. It was my moment and I belted out the first few lines but I sounded like a highly-inebriated Barry White and the parody was not lost to the crowd.