My uncle wrote a symphony, he has written a couple, or maybe just one symphony and the others are piano sonatas. I really don't know as I could not tell the difference between a symphony and a sonata, except that the piece of music to which I refer was played by the New Mexico symphony orchestra, hence, a symphony. Anyway, there was a big event, where the New Mexico Symphony was playing my uncle's music and a grand formal dinner followed. Everyone who was anyone was at the dinner and they wanted to act special and important so they all wanted to meet the man who wrote the music. You know the type that attends a special dinner after a symphony. Think Teresa Heinz Kerry, "Darling, you are so cute with your Toyota and your three bedroom house." So, all of these people were coming up to my uncle and attempting to hob snob with him (does hob snob make any sense?). Unfortunately for them, if my uncle does not find the topic of conversation interesting, and by interesting that means it must pass an IQ test at well over 160, then he says, "Wark." That's his word, "Wark." It means, I am bored with you, please go away. These poor symphony-goers were getting earfuls of Warks, which I'm sure was very perplexing to them, given that they are used to having their bottoms kissed. But, the best part was at the dinner. You can picture it, a formal dinner, immaculate place settings, tuxedo's, beautiful expensive dresses and my uncle in a bollo tie and dirty, old shirt. Well, upon completing his meal, my uncle paid the highest possible honor to the chefs. He picked up his plate and proceeded to lick the remaining juices off of it. Yes, lick the plate. I LOVE IT! "Oh, darling, that man is licking the plate, please do something!" "Pardon me sir, but you are licking the plate!" "Wark, slurp....." Well, as you can see below, his Grand Nephew is following in his footsteps.
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Perhaps he'll write a symphony for toy piano, one octave xylophone, rattle, and animatronic Elmo.
That was perfect. Great.
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