“Hit it, Music Boye...”
Calbert lays down a 70’s folk kind of groove on the ol’ tuba…
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| “Sunshine… On my shoulders… Makes me happy…” |
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| “Sunshine… In my eyyyyyes… Makes me smile…” |
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| “Sunshine… On my kibble… Looks SO lovely…” |
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| “Sunshine… Almost always… makes me…” |
TUBA SOLO!!!!!
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**BLAAAAAT! OOMPH OOMPH OOOOOOMPH!!! BLAAAT HONK BLAAAAAT!**
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| **AHEM…** |
Oopsie…
** Sound of Absofragginlutely Silence-O-Matic Tuba Mute being re-inserted**
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| “And THAT is why I work ALONE. And shred his undies.” |
Thanks for joining us for a poignant musical moment with Beka. Tune in next time to hear her say…
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| “Remember, next time – no matter HOW MANY doggie bacon strips he offers you, Â NO TUBA!!…” |
“Hmmm…”
“Well… I mean, if it were like, I dunno, a LOT of doggie bacon strips…
I guess… Maybe…”
THIS made me laugh right out load dear cousin.
I L-O-V-E your sense of humor …….. sooooooo not right! 🙂
Thanks, m’dear. Yeah – I ain’t quite right in the head, and Vicki loves that about me! 😀