Simple Pleasure of the Day: Singing along

Competitive singing shows are a weakness of mine.  There is no way in hell that I am tone death, I was in choir and musical theater growing up, and I've been told I have a at-least decent singing voice.  SO of course that means I can't help but indulge in my SPOTD of singing along to contestant's songs (the ones I know) during the show's airing.  I even harmonize when I deem acceptable because harmonizing is the equivalent of warm sweet honey for my ears if my ears had taste buds.

Singing is fun for all, but when it comes to singing badly:

- Do not sing badly around me.  I will physically wince and publicly ridicule you because it is one of my pet peeves.  It's the cursing effect of knowing a note when I hear it and when you don't know it PLEASE STOP.

- It messes up the song you're singing to or along with.  Butchering a song to me is like hearing a horrible cover of an amazing song.  Just not necessary, people.

- It's just the worst thing ever.  Just don't.  Save me from the misery of your mutilated pipes.