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heh... took my dad there a while back for his birthday, told them it was his birthday (it really was), but didn't know they were going to try and make an ass out of him. So come time for them to sing "Happy Birthday," they pull him up, hand him a hula-hoop, and tell him to keep trying until the song was done and that, if he stopped, they'd start over. Damned if I know how they got this big, uptight guy up there, but it took 3 tries before they let him sit down, the reddest I've ever seen him...
I wouldn't've taken him back for his birthday if I'd known... It's one of those things some people do and some don't... He was wholly embarassed and ashamed, really. I wouldn't've minded it so much, but some people just aren't built like for quick embarassment like that.
But you should've seen the look on his face when they told him what they were going to do... and the way he muttered, "you gotta be fuckin' kidding me..." as he stood was the best part of the night.
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