A man walks past a mental hospital and hears the patients inside chanting "12! 12! 12! 12!" Curious, he finds a small hole in the fence to look inside. Suddenly, someone from the other side pokes him right in the eye with a stick, and the patients start chanting "13! 13! 13! 13!"
“ok greg, come on, this isn’t a big deal, just asking your mean daughter to smoke a cig, your mean daughter who posts everything you do online. but there’s no reason she’d post this. kids like cigarettes”
It’s called a theremin because if you’re playing one I’ll be there in a min. Now, what I’ve done here with this one is write something that is technically a joke but joyless for both you reading it and me writing it.
Do people know that music agencies send guys out to restaurants who basically act like a health inspector but it’s to make sure the business is playing music that they own the licenses to? And if they catch you playing copyrighted music they can sue you? That’s a real thing.
The humble apple is perfectly designed to sit flat on a table. Easy to see why they’re beloved by teachers. Unlike the contemptible orange which is prone to rolling away.