...as long as it's Rock Band and includes alcohol, apparently.
And while I enjoyed it, I still sucked. As I have with all video games since, let's see, circa 1984 playing Activision Decathlon on my Sears brand Atari 2600 knock-off. And even then my older brother whupped my ass. Appearances below to the contrary, I cannot be taught. Which lead my wife to calling me a "mic hog" when in truth that the only thing I was confident I wouldn't screw up, apparently lacking the hand-eye dexterity and coordination of the average 21st century elementary school child.
Whereas below, the wife has clearly mastered laid-back Rock Band'ing.
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