The Sacred Barstool

Some people celebrate Canada Day camping, some do fireworks, but here we got a sacred tradition. Fireball and karaoke, baby! Richa's voice. [door slamming] [slurping] Doug, where the hell is everyone? Probably in jail, let me tell you something, Mikey. [thudding] Oh, no! My tradition! [gentle music] This is such a big, beautiful night. We should camp more. Sure is. But I just can't shake, I forgot something. I'm sure it'll come to you. [laughing] [tense music] Oh, Smick. What am I going to do now? [gentle music] Well, we could get a round. No, Doug. Canada Day is ruined. [liquid pouring] All I need is passion, Doug, and a song. Let me tell you something. That's the spirit, Mikey. Smith, round of Fireballs and a microphone, buddy. [footsteps] [microphone feedback] [door opening] [gentle music] Mikey, why are you here? Everyone else went camping. No passion, no power, no karaoke, Richa. [sighs] [gasps] Buddy. Oh. [gentle music] Stranger waiting up and down the boulevard. God help us all. Let me tell you something. Sing it, Mikey! [door opening] [upbeat music] [sighs] That's my stool tonight, Gray. Move it. Pal, my name is literally on this chair. Let me tell you something. Song off. Winner keeps the throne. [upbeat music] And I will always love you. Let me tell you something, that boy's got the gift. Okay. He is absolutely hot. [gentle music] Just a small-town boy. Sound familiar, Gray? I wish my friends were here right now. [upbeat music] Don't stop believing. I leave for one drilling mission- Mike, you are the best singer in my band. But I'm the only singer in your band. Wake up, man. You're Cosmo Kramer. Yeah. Yeah, I am. Mikey, you're up. [upbeat music] Billy Jean is not my lover. Hey, hey. That's my singer. That is my singer! Let me tell you something. [upbeat music] The boy's got it! Billy Jean is not my lover. Hee, hey. I can't. I just can't do this. [whimpers] Come back anytime, my friend. [upbeat music] Sacred bar stool belongs to Mikey officially! [crowd cheering] I dedicate this to every single one of you. To all the friends who made this place feel like home. [gentle music]