Sarpur fyrir 31. desember, 2005

Gleðilegt nýtt ár :-)

skaupið var snilld, bara frábært. Og ég sem hafði…

skaupið var snilld, bara frábært. Og ég sem hafði ENGAR væntingar. Edda, takk 🙂


A C, an e-flat, and a G go into a bar.
The bartender says: „Sorry, but we don’t serve
minors.“ So, the e-flat leaves, and the C and
the G have an open fifth between them.

After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished and
the G is out flat. An F comes in and tries to
augment the situation, but is not sharp enough.

A D comes into the bar and heads straight for
the bathroom saying, „Excuse me. I’ll just be
a second.“

An A comes into the bar, but the bartender is not
convinced that this relative of C is not a minor.
Then the bartender notices a b-flat hiding at
the end of the bar and exclaims: „Get out now!
You’re the seventh minor I’ve found in this bar

The e-flat, not easily deflated, comes back to the
bar the next night in a 3-piece suit with nicely shined
shoes. The bartender (who used to have a nice
corporate job until his company downsized) says:
„You’re looking sharp tonight, come on in! This could
be a major development.“

This proves to be the case, as the e-flat takes off the
suit, and everything else, and stands there au natural.

Eventually, the C sobers up, and realizes in horror that
he’s under a rest.

The C is brought to trial, is found guilty of contributing to
the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years
of DS without Coda at an upscale correctional facility.

On appeal, however, the C is found innocent of any
wrongdoing, even accidental, and that all accusations
to the contrary are bassless.

The bartender decides, however, that since he’s only
had tenor so patrons, the soprano out in the bathroom,
and everything has become alto much treble, he
needs a rest – and closes the bar.

bland í poka


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