WEINER SOLDIER✶RANTS[1]

funny; clarinet

okay
as some of you know, i play the clarinet.

now. there are other people who play the clarinet. some people, who are very inappropriate. who happen to be my friends. the entire fucking band period, i had klaus (let's call him klaus, because i don't want to say his real name #thesehoesaintloyal) fucking making jokes.

"clarinets, come on! let's play some jingle balls, with the d. now, you see, you've got to play it long, it's a quarter note, alright?"

"yeah, but what if you got to play it soft?"

"well, you play the long d, right, and then you just play the soft d"

why do i deal with this
it all started when my friend thought her d note wasn't working on her instrument. my band teacher (who is actually a saint, i swear) was just like "oh, no, your d note sounds fine"
and this other kid (whom ill call sam, bc he looks like sam wilson) just "the d works!" and it ensued this chaos.

"jingle bells? more like jingle balls!"

"i will shove my reed down your throat, klaus, i swear-"

ah. it was all good though, i got a great laugh out of it. i just like it when things like this happen. it makes me happy (of course, something else happens to ruin it but) and ya know i appreciate that. anyways, that's all. peace.