"Wake up - and sing something!"

Originally published September 9, 2015:

I don’t remember where I saw it first, but someone once wrote, “Every joke has a kernel of truth in it, or we wouldn’t tell it”.
 
The Joke: 

One summer evening, a woman was walking through an area of New Orleans with many clubs. Because it was a hot night, many of the places had doors and windows open and you could hear the music as you walked down the street. 

As she passed one particular club, she heard a man singing with the band. His voice was beautiful - and even a bit sexually stimulating. She went inside, and there on the bandstand singing was the ugliest man she had ever seen. His voice was so compelling, so warm and sexy, however, that she decided to stay, getting a seat facing away from the band so that she could hear him sing but wouldn’t have to look at him. She had drink after drink, listening to him sing until she passed out. 

She woke up hours later, to find herself in a bed, lying next to the ugly male singer from the club who was asleep and slightly snoring. On the table next to the bed was a marriage license with her name and his on it. What was she to do? She thought a minute, shook him on the shoulder and said, “Wake up, creep – and sing something!”
 
Some days I feel like the male singer in the joke.