Toi Notes

There is a type: the karaoke uncle. He appears in the second half, after the third toast, takes the microphone from my hand like a baby from its mother, and sings "Kök Bel" (the old song about the Blue Pass) in four keys.

I used to fight him. Now I give him the second microphone and put his song in the middle, between the games. Everybody is happy and he feels like an artist. It is called management.