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52 w 14 st apt 4A(wesome) is a little low on the cash flow these days so when our dear friend B invited us out to drinks it was a pretty tempting offer. It became even more tempting when she told us where these drinks would be going down:

So we arrive at Pieces, the best gay karaoke bar in all of New York, ready to have one drink and then head home for a quiet evening of cuddling on the Love Sac. However, once B bought us our first round we learned that they really make thy cup overfloweth since apparently alcohol + karaoke really go hand in hand. B not only treated us (thanks), but she also treated herself to a healthy sampling of what Pieces had to offer--luckily her inebriated state inspired awesomeness in everyone around her.

Our first epic find of the night was a young lad named Keith. We liked Keith for a few reasons, like he thought I was a lesbian (I imagine the oversized plaid shirt I was wearing didn't help) and pretended to hate theatre (which became a clear lie as soon as someone performed a song from Rent). But the reason we liked Keith the most was that he wears his backpack with pride--just like us!


Although this picture was taken a different night, it's clear that looking like a middle schooler is considered really sweet round these parts.


So while the night started out innocently enough as B kept buying us drinks and the bar got rowdier Alexis and B realized they too had something to contribute to the lovely patrons. They took the stage with a vengeance and performed a truly inspiring version of "Like a Prayer"


Other highlights of the night where B decide to try and jump/pump/hump/high five everyone and everything she encountered. Some of these attempts were more successful than others... Below, a video for your viewing pleasure:



All in all, it was a lot of fun for a Tuesday night, and I think we all left a piece of our heart in Pieces.