When Mozart passed away.....
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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."
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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."
boom-tish! I thought if he arose as a zombie, he might have said "Now I'm Bach!!"
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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."
Groan... What's brown and sits on a piano bench? Wait for it... Chopin's Last Movement.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
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Groan... What's brown and sits on a piano bench? Wait for it... Chopin's Last Movement.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
boom-tish!! What's brown and sits in the bottom of your toilet singing "Rainbow Connection"? Kermit the Bog!
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
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boom-tish!! What's brown and sits in the bottom of your toilet singing "Rainbow Connection"? Kermit the Bog!
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
:laugh: :laugh: What's green and smells like bacon? Kermit's finger.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
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:laugh: :laugh: What's green and smells like bacon? Kermit's finger.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
Roger Wright wrote:
Kermit's finger.
A few more degradations and I'll be able to pitch in!
Todd Smith
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When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..." Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."
Well, he died baroque.
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:laugh: :laugh: What's green and smells like bacon? Kermit's finger.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
A chicken and an egg are sitting up in bed. The chicken looks disgruntled, while the egg, looking content, smokes a cigarette. The chicken says to noone in particular "Well, I guess we answered THAT age old question!!"
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
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A chicken and an egg are sitting up in bed. The chicken looks disgruntled, while the egg, looking content, smokes a cigarette. The chicken says to noone in particular "Well, I guess we answered THAT age old question!!"
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
:laugh: :laugh: Nice visual, too! :-D
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
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A chicken and an egg are sitting up in bed. The chicken looks disgruntled, while the egg, looking content, smokes a cigarette. The chicken says to noone in particular "Well, I guess we answered THAT age old question!!"
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
I think there was a similar cartoon by Caldwell, with a caption of, "Of course you came first! You always come first, that's why I never come at all!"
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A chicken and an egg are sitting up in bed. The chicken looks disgruntled, while the egg, looking content, smokes a cigarette. The chicken says to noone in particular "Well, I guess we answered THAT age old question!!"
-------------------------------------------------------- Knowledge is knowing that the tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad!!
:laugh::laugh: A well deserved 5 for the laugh out loud :laugh:
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Groan... What's brown and sits on a piano bench? Wait for it... Chopin's Last Movement.
"A Journey of a Thousand Rest Stops Begins with a Single Movement"
What's brown and sounds like a bell? <Resonant voice>DUNNNGGGGG</Resonant voice>
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