One time last week, Mr. J accidentally said "Grandpas" instead of "Grand Pause", so now we all just call a Grand Pause a grandpa.
(Another Mr. J thing) So, we were working on one of our pep band songs (friend like me from Aladdin) and the clarinets started messing up big time. So, Mr. J eventually worked this pun in: "You guys don't want a friend like them"
Yesterday, Kyle started taking his trumpet apart, and put it on his stand. Mr. J noticed, and asked him what he was doing. He replied with:
"making sure she clean"
Regional Orchestra (an adult group my dad is in) practices in our BR on Tuesday nights. Well, they always move things around. Today, there were 50 bazillion stands right where Hayley and I sit. So, Kyle walks up, and asks if she really needed that many stands. She replied with:
"Yeah, I always get stood up."
These next few are gonna be from a tournament championship pep band game.
So, every time the other team got a free throw, Bob would just yell CHICKEEEEN NUGGETSSSSS at the top of his lungs. (It actually worked)
We were also debating weather number 33 on the other team looked like Fiona or a girl version of lord Farquaad.
And, of course, the most important thing that happened (other than us winning):
The clock got stuck on 4:20 for like a full minute and a half. Everyone went nuts!!!
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RandomIf you like quirky band kids, musical jokes, and marching fails, this is the book for you. This is all real things that have happened to me as a Trumpet player in my high school's marching band. I hope all you band kids out there can find this funny...
